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Mar 2021
When it felt like
     rainy days, you're
     my Sun. When I felt
     like darkness
     controls me, you're
     my moon to save
     me.

    But, what am I to
    you?
2nd: to you, J.
BoulevardOfUnsaidThoughts
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BoulevardOfUnsaidThoughts  17/Philippines
(17/Philippines)   
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