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Jun 24
You make me so happy with
mere the knowledge of your existence,
Yet it turns back to utter despair,
Cause I despise the fact

That you are there
Like an art, so charismatically abstract,
but not mine yet;
An excerpt from the poem "An Oceanic Hue" by Tiana (Me)
Written by
Tiana  20/F/Dreamland
   Bogdan Dragos
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