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Mar 12
Surrendered to a fading cry,
a call to you across the sky,
echoes bound between the stars,
the static left to wonder why.
When barely heard, a whisper sings,
a stolen song the calling brings,
a sullen heart to rage again
when the world’s end dawns the final spring.
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Katie be my darling  20/F
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