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Apr 2020
i woke up this morning
nostalgic for something
that never was,
but you kissed me once in a dream
and i can't stop thinking about it.
if false comfort is all that i have now,
i'll trade it for just one more chance
to be yours.
don't want to wake up every morning
nostalgic for something
that never was.
Written by
Victoria  30/F/Ukraine
(30/F/Ukraine)   
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   Flynn
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