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Feb 2020
She's in my memories
And memories can't fade away
Until someone hits my cerebrum
I'm waiting for her one glimpse
As a driver waits for a red signal
To turn into green
As someone waits in the queue
To get his bill done
Let me soak into your warm looks
Which has an element of
Relaxation and calmness
Written by
JASMINE  19/F/Pakistan
(19/F/Pakistan)   
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