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I keep looking, Scrolling through, Doodling with my fingers You still linger! Great expectations But we receive less Than promised. Time turns the page The games played now On another stage, My mind drifting To another state With these dull days The wind whispers And my dreams talk Of you
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Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 2:38 AM UTC
keep looking
I keep looking, Scrolling through, Doodling with my fingers You still linger! Great expectations But we receive less Than promised. Time turns the page The games played now On another stage, My mind drifting To another state With these dull days The wind whispers And my dreams talk Of you
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Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 2:38 AM UTC
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