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May 29
So strangely
have you stuck to my life,
you, who have gone.

Why is everything
of my life
attached to you?

Like you are
the darkness
of my nights,

and stars,
and the moon...
they must be lightless
if I don’t
think of you.
Is it really strange, stranger?
Muhammad Sami Sadiq
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Muhammad Sami Sadiq  40/M/Sweden
(40/M/Sweden)   
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