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Oct 2019
Unsteady for hours, glancing up into the grey sky
Confined winds embracing me in
So deep I find myself in the pouch of the quests
Asking the universe to peek for the existence of
Pure love but I was stranded
Disallowing my departure for selfishness creature
Searching for help as the love unfold
Lost in time, and I'm still here waiting
Kris Balubar
Written by
Kris Balubar  33/F/NY
(33/F/NY)   
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