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May 22
i hope there was no way home for us to going back
the cold wind that grasp in my spine still linger
i wished we had nowhere to go that night and just drive through the crowded city with your ride
i pray for a greater cause for us, so i don't have to yearn over day and night to have you in my arms
Written by
khaila humaira  F/Indonesia
(F/Indonesia)   
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