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Aug 2021
I lost the love
I thought I deserved
until it came
in a form of something
I wasn't expecting
it would be.

Now I'm crying
in a form of tears
I haven't shed
before.
Let go...
What comes is always better than what is lost.
psyche
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psyche  26/F/from the unknown galaxy
(26/F/from the unknown galaxy)   
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