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Apr 29
The dawn flashed into my eyes,
At the hour when the sky turned bluish.
It was similar to the color of your iris.

You embraced me in the cold weather of September.
It makes me at peace and brings comfort with this blanket.

I felt you at the time between night and day.
I still miss you every day,
especially in the presence of blue hour.
I can't forget you as our love remains in my heart.
ANA
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