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Dec 2013
at this age
i met you.
there's something wrong,
inside.

chasing after you
was a fun thing to do.
was.

i let it go.
this feel.
set my heart free.
from all the misery.

coz it's my future
and my heart shouldn't be tortured.

my dear
coz i'm not pretty sure
i set you free.
if it's mean to be
we will meet again, baby.
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   Anna
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