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Mar 2
She spoke about the moon
Just like the way she felt about me
Loving from a distance
Never really understood her

The careful words stitched into a sentence
“doesn’t the moon look beautiful?” She says
Translated into “I love you.”

She spoke about the moon
Oh the way she said it melted even the iciest of souls.
She sure thawed mine.
I’m forever changed.
Written by
Matt  24/M/Australia
     Indeed, Imran Islam, Aparna and Mahima khatun
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