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Apr 30
Maybe our feelings dwell where the stars lay,
the reason why it's concealed during the day,
perhaps that's the reason why we still procrastinate,
desiring that someday, being together becomes our fate.
When that desirable moment comes, trust that I would never hesitate,
I'll take your hand and contemplate,
After all, we were bound by fate.

Written by
Anton  23/Androgyne
   Jo Organiza and Fawn
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