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Apr 2020
Not constantly talking with others made me think
I’m so confused as my mind I’ve tinkered with
I wish I could say goodbye to her, since I never learn
But I’ll have to secretly watch her giving off affection I yearn
I wonder if she also misses me?
Written by
Catherine Bailey
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   Bogdan Dragos
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