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Jun 2020
Searching faces
On a corner in Vancouver

I looked at new creased formed
but couldn’t find and kept comparing
everyone in wrong crowd.

I could close my eyes, and shiver to that touch
comparing to the reflection
I wanna just pretend to be in
that corner in Vancouver
to see you by chance on that street

Longing forever, I wanna tell you now.
heart so full, of dreams wanna feel all the streams

I’m so waiting , I’m so confused
And I know I would just refuse
Even if I find anyone who is
inch good as you.

Stuck in minute,
Stuck in Crease
Written by
   Bogdan Dragos
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