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Dec 2019
You are long gone, but your memory is still here.
I should move on, but how can I do it
when,
The night is you,
The moon is you.
When,
Every breath I take reminds me of you,
Every place I go resembles you,
When,
My heart is your home,
My brain speaks your name.
How can I move on, when you are every piece of me.
YusufKudsi
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