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Jan 31
You are there, you are in front of me
I reached my hand towards your face
I do not want to wake up from this reverie
I do not want another moving on phase
But as I open my eyes I see agony
For you are not there in the first place
Written by
pistachio  F/Philippines
     BR Dragos and Khoi
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