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Aug 2019
To miss their presence;
Through soft glance of their big, cold eyes,
Cold words, leading to warm touches,
Serious talks, leading to funny laughs,
Your heart pounding like crazy in their arms,
And you telling yourself to let go.
Written by
Lu  F
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