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It was a usual day,
Everything was still anyway.
The clock struck nine.
your thought struck my mind,
A shiver sent down my spine,
When you make my brain confine.
My shoulders drop down,
I face a quiet breakdown,
Then I look around and
a sigh escape my mouth.
His absence that I reckon
And I just say, "he's gone"
Stranger <3
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Thoughts Turned Into Tokens of Beauty
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