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Mar 2020
Singing to you from the blissful night before,
To places you've gone where I never could explore,
Whispering your name to the gentle breeze of eventide,
Cause I could never sleep right without by my side,

Hoping this telegram of my heart still reaches out,
From a distance like the stars, here I wait still devout,
If they call me insane hoping that you would respond,
Then I am a fool who honestly fell for you and beyond.
migayle ocuaman
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migayle ocuaman  19/Bigender/philippines
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