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Mar 2022
Nor I know the colour of your love,
Have memories that are dear to heart,
Neither a photograph to relive our yesterday

It is just a sound of your name,
I've heard in one of the fantasies,
Though our path never crossed,
Yet my heart yearns for you.
Written by
HOPE  29/F/South Africa
(29/F/South Africa)   
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