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Feb 2020
as the strings of the guitar move as you flick your fingers

as the insentient chords becomes alive and breathes

as the echoes of emotions buried deep within you can be heard

as you pour all of you and serve it infront of me vulnerably

as the words you just can't say will be said at last

as you get naked expressing your happiness and sadness all at once

i will be there
by your side

listening.
i can listen to you all day.
july
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