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Oct 2019
He looked at her eyes
Shining like a midnight
He dwells in it...
With no escape

Her skin glowing
With silvery moon
His fingers itched to
Trace the crescent of his life.

Dhak...Dhak....
His heart drummed
With their Passion

One step closer
And their body
Danced with synchronization.
Written by
Lala  23/F
(23/F)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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