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Apr 30
I cross the street and see you on both sides.
I dream with you in all my days and nights.
I write poems... you makes them rhyme.
I dance in silence... you are the beat in my mind.

In all the sounds I can always hear you voice.
Because in all my lives you are my choice.
T
Lost Indeed
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Lost Indeed  26/M
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