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Aug 2020
It was morning
when my time set to yours,
a little loud but I got the vibe.
I remember the party dust
when you rushed to go home,
did they remind you of seeing me?
behind the lights somewhere that night.
There's a string that tangles us
as their bewildered eyes won't catch us up.
Danielle
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Danielle  23/F/Wonderland
(23/F/Wonderland)   
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     Danielle and Eshwara Prasad
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