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Nov 27
-                                        I've spent so many hours
                                         underneath this sky,
                                                         Lamenting,
        The days between pass by me
         one by one, ah,
         Unrelenting,
                      They've all been the same,
                                       You see,
                Since you left this world behind,
      But I look for you in the starlight,
                    As your voice plays in my mind.
Time drifts like a restless tide, yet it cannot erode the echoes of what was.
Kian
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Kian  33/Non-binary
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