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May 2020
Lying in my room
   wondering what's missing,

   those brown eyes that matches the color of my coffee,
  my soft blanket that felt like your embrace
  or the alarm clock where I'm pretty sure it was your voice that
         woke me up 30 minutes ago

Sometimes "I miss you"
means
     every item in my room
remembers a piece of you
   waiting for you
to come back
Gabriel
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Gabriel  21/M/Bacolod City
(21/M/Bacolod City)   
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