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Mar 30
Look at the ocean
A cataclysmic overturn
Of the love you once gave me
Retiring your gaze
Never making sense
Hence your cold shoulders
Touching her warm neck
An object so dearly needed
To forget my existence
Written by
Mira Thea  19/F
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