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Jul 2020
I dreamt of you
I dreamt I lay aside you
Your head arest my chest
My fingers scribbling
I was actually writing
Writing about you
Your every beauty
From soul to being
Could I tell you this
Out of place
We're strangers now
Although I've come to terms, my head is still in turmoil over you
Could it have been you
Written by
Lee  25/M/SA
(25/M/SA)   
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     Khaab and Eshwara Prasad
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