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Jun 2021
Silent she lay
Her nightmares yet to dismay
But for now she found bliss
A moment between nothingness and happiness

What will come tomorrow?
The rain could fall tragically
And the sun might set beautifully
Or maybe the next day will not come at all

Between now and the inevitable
I will be here to hold you
To show even if tomorrow never comes
I will always love you
Been writing on my insta page write.to.the.moon
Will publish on both this site and insta.
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   Khaab
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