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Jun 22
How does he do it?
Why does he do it?
Even through my bladed insults,
My vengeful soul—
He still waited for me,
Leaving a letter,
Waiting for my eyes:
His proof of love.

— Oyeneyin Olufemisayo A.
Written by
Dsurvival  22/M/Nigeria
(22/M/Nigeria)   
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