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Apr 2021
Far away he went.
Holding hands

He writes about you,
sings about you

and he doesn't stop
neither does the people
watching him.

"And this one for this girl who loved me".

Strings had the ability to compress a lifetime of
a journey
into music.
Written by
Daksh  21/M/inmyhead
(21/M/inmyhead)   
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