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Dec 2019
i dont know you yet
not even your name
but i whisper sweet
nothings to the wind
hoping you are listening
hoping you are too
waiting for the wind
to carry you home
Written by
Ashlyn Rimsky  25/F/Philadelphia
(25/F/Philadelphia)   
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