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Feb 2020
I’ve grown too far,
And now I’m lost
in the absence
That she left for me.

I wonder why I feel so.
A silent word was made
That I won’t fall again
And shall take a break.

But push came to shove,
And she pulled me into love.
The feels are getting to me and it’s not even the 13th.
Ayn
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Ayn  20/M/Wherever I May Roam
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