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Sep 2019
the stars seem to whisper your name tonight
every night the wind reminds me of your touch
the dark dances with me,
just a shadow of you
Morning come
Your phantom has left me
You fall like dust through my fingers
and you are lost till sun sets-
when
once again
i walk with your ghost
Written by
jojo  Gender Fluid
(Gender Fluid)   
95
   Bogdan Dragos
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