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Aug 2020
i don't remember,

half the things i should.

can't find your voice,

every first time.

the painful thought of just trying.

to hold us together,

to see you fly away.

maybe it was meant to be,

maybe it was time.

a feeling unforgotten for all my life.

the loss will always be a sign.
Written by
charles  29/M
(29/M)   
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       Aer, BLT, Elizabeth J, Aparna and X
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