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Friday, March 15, 2019

I do not know, If you died or are alive Maybe you're still wandering Somewhere in this world As the sun sets and disappears My heart snores in pain Everything was for you Useless prayers, Restless nights, And wordless poems. Even the white dress I wear and Intense fire, burnt in blue Everything was for you Nobody made you happy Nobody hurt...

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