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Aug 2021
Dreams come and often go,
But you are the deam that will not let go.

A dream that  weights my stomach but leaves hollow my chest,
An after taste that reminds me of you at your best.

Attached to memories I secretly cherish and to me do gently sing,
It is not that l o n g  for you but closure that you will never bring.
Written by
Ollie Robinson  21/M
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