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Jan 13
Everything you learned from me
You get to keep forever
They are yours
They are free

Never came with a price-tag
but it came at a price for me

I never locked the door
You were free to leave
the moment you walked in

And all i kept from you
will collect dust over the years
Until they become dust themselves

Door remains unlocked
Hoping one day you will turn the ****
and dust off everything you left behind
Written by
Nika Sandadze
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