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Sep 2021
I don't know when I'll be ready
Stopping this feeling of sad and blue
Whenever I write poems
They're always about you

It took one month in your company
For us to call it quits
Yet I still sit here
Full of reminisce

I spent nine months thinking you were the one
Or at least, a person I could be with
But now it seems that not even a smith
Could repair what has been damaged forthwith
Zane
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Zane  28/Portland
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     Cassie, Imran Islam and SUDHANSHU KUMAR
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