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Feb 2022
I learnt to fly,
Spread my wings
Let the breeze of love
Carry me away.
But then it started to rain
My dear sunshine was no more
A bad storm,
it pushed you away from me.
I crashed into the ground,
Broke into many pieces,
With no strength to rise,
I'm fallen.
Lost.
It doesn't matter, even with the purest of hearts, you'll be broken. Your sun will be covered by the clouds.
The Untold
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The Untold  F/Somewhere in Africa
(F/Somewhere in Africa)   
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   Samantha, Caleb Kyme and CZ
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