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Nov 2014
My nights grow colder
As you silently move farther
Burning the bridge we built is getting harder
Many times I've sought the arms of another

I've watched you and now you're better
For that, I'll clap my hands later
Trisha Martinez
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Trisha Martinez  Philippines
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