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Aug 2020
Sleeping has become a dream
One so distant I can't feel.
It's just your face is haunting
Breaking me more by bringing back the throes

They keep saying nothing stays the same forever.
I guess they never told you that.
But I hope it heals slowly
Written by
Ovayo
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