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Nov 2019
They say,
I'm such a fool to keep on waiting for you,
We're always together,
But somehow I can't tell you how I feel about you,
I kept on holding back,
I also know who you admired so much,
There's  just nothing I can do to let you know,
that I love you.
How can we ever become lovers?
If I never learn to muster all my courage and confess,
If one day, destiny constructs a path for us
we'd become sweethearts
We'll be a perfect match, a numb and a fool.
Anton
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Anton  23/Androgyne
(23/Androgyne)   
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