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Dec 2021
I wish I were a flake of snow—
a gentle whisper in the night
descending slowly from the sky
to melt, cease to exist, just so
to kiss your cheeks, your parted lips.
I wish I were as brave as snow.
about the inability to confess love
JKirin
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JKirin  just drifting
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