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Feb 2022
And the wind called my name
Hear the whispers from the trees
They too are talking,
calling me.
My lover is searching
Have to  let him know
Iā€™m still here
still waiting
Still...

And the moon looked down
Saw me waiting
Saw him searching
Tell me moon
Where is he?


Shell āœØšŸš
Valentine šŸŒ¹
Waiting for the loved one.
Solange Loe-Sack-Sioe
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