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1d
Through winters I long
For summers to come
And then they come
And I hate them
I'm always escaping
Never a part of the world
Through daytime I long
For the night's veil to fall
But it falls on me
Heavy like a rope net
I'm always waiting
Life always on hold
Mélissa
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Mélissa  32/F/Missing
(32/F/Missing)   
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