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Aug 2014
I remember it was 3.00 A.M.
You called me, you were crying.
I told you that I loved you
That everything will be alright.



It's 3.00 A.M. right now,
I called you but you didn't pick.
Instead sent a text that said,
*"Please don't contact me again."
Javaria Waseem
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