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Jan 2021
Smiling while looking at a photograph of you and me

Somehow it feels nostalgic, felt like I’m home again

Tears fell, as the fire kiss our last memoir

Thinking this will be the last and the best, I hope.
Written by
tantan  22/F/here
(22/F/here)   
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