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Oct 2021
When I run
I’m running
Into your arm
And when I sing
I’m singing to
Your heart
I feel you near
In my moments
Of fear but
When I open
Up my eyes
I see it clear
It’s only in
My dreams
That you are
Here
You’re not
Here
The thing people don’t say grieving never really ends
Syomone
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Syomone  29/F/Baton Rouge
(29/F/Baton Rouge)   
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