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Mar 2020
The suns still asleep, as I lay awake.
My company is the lonely moon, so lovely her face.
Melancholy, I wonder why she’s so sad.
Can I make you smile?
Let me wipe the tears from your face and enjoy your company.
We can sit in silence and let our eyes spill our secrets.
Tell me your fears, dreams and wishes.
Maybe then you won’t be so sad.
Shine for me my love.
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To be or not to be  26/M/North Battleford
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