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16h
Met you in the glow of a midnight ,
Words like sparks in a silver dream.
Strangers stitched in typing pace,
But I memorized your digital face.

You talk in riddles, I feel too deep,
You’re wide awake while I lose sleep.
I don’t know if I’m just a game,
But my heart still skips when you say my name.

Are you real or just a haze?
A fleeting thrill in lonely days.
Still, I wait for that message tone—
'Cause you feel like home in the unknown'.
Strawblee
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Strawblee
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