2021.01.20

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No more love songs,
Poems, letters,
No more imaginarium plays.
Not even a single tear drop
That has been haunting me at 3 AM.

No more shouting,
Begging for so little,
No more random storms at night.
Peace has come through my room window
and casted spell on heart and mind.

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