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Sep 2020
We don't know what our futures hold
Don't let our feelings remain untold
Take some time to express our feeling
Because time is gold, but it is fleeting
For one day, we might've just wasted
The chances we've taken for granted

Then we'd have bittersweet memories
Haunting the pages of our allegories
For we lost what we treasure the most
Because we did nothing when we had the every single opportunity to keep them at all cost
Treasure what you have before you regret losing what you had.
Wise Young Pervert
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Wise Young Pervert  21/M/Dreamland
(21/M/Dreamland)   
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