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Apr 2020
I have long lost where you end
I have given up on my beginning

These red strings became rope, digging into our being.
Bound as one, to the Hereafter.

From cosmic dust,
To cosmic ash.

I will see you, again.
And I'll keep coming.

9th of January 2018.
Batchelor
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Batchelor  30/M/Singapore
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