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Dec 2020
thousands of colors drip
as memories traverse deep;

i ventured the corner where we used to meet,
in my head, you were more than just black and white
a creature with a beautiful soul, always within sight,
yet the inevitable ending urged me for this lonely visit.

the silence drowned me and i wanted to hear a heartbeat
from where the light glows and your shadow goes,
the battle between how my heart feels and what my mind knows;
i sat down, knowing it requires a mightier feat.

IA
Ileana Amara
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Ileana Amara  20/F/soul search
(20/F/soul search)   
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