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Day passed, can't help my eyes not looking at you for a single time but there you are sitting in a luminous light, innocent. full of life, moving uncertain. excitement crawls through my body wanting to speak the unspoken words.  There, we're both standing in the middle, strange I couldn't speak. Yea, we might not speak  during the day. But in that night, you infiltrate my thoughts  sporadically throughout the day and haunt my dreams occasionally throughout the night. Funny how it used to be so comforting talking to you at night.
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Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 11:54 AM UTC
Lumos Maxima
Day passed, can't help my eyes not looking at you for a single time but there you are sitting in a luminous light, innocent. full of life, moving uncertain. excitement crawls through my body wanting to speak the unspoken words.  There, we're both standing in the middle, strange I couldn't speak. Yea, we might not speak  during the day. But in that night, you infiltrate my thoughts  sporadically throughout the day and haunt my dreams occasionally throughout the night. Funny how it used to be so comforting talking to you at night.
nymriari
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Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 11:54 AM UTC
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