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May 2020
There are days
I love you.
There are daze
Thank you.

Time is our common enemy.
When we started off with "hi baby".
& When the time is up.
We ****** it up.

Those were the memories.
That we have promised
No matter high or low
We won't let us go.

**** stinks yeah?
But it's better now
Then stuck forever, ***.
DzulJumadi
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DzulJumadi  29/Non-binary/Singapore
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