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Jun 2021
The way you held my hand,
It took my breath away.
When you smiled at me,
I was in awe.
Coming home,
That’s what it felt like.
Wishing and praying everyday it would be better,
And it never did.
Written by
Delyla Nunez  26/F/Nowhere
(26/F/Nowhere)   
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