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Sep 2020
I would live the nights since then
A hundred times over
If only I could feel your arms around me one last time,
And taste your lips,
Even through our bitter tears.

But then again,
"One last time"
Has an air of finality about it
That I do not like

I hope our orbits cross again
And if they do,
I hope it's with an air of
Finality.

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Written by
me gs  Wisco
(Wisco)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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