Flashback

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The way he say my name,
forge me fall for him again

His alluring eyes,
beholding our future's sight

Sleepless, anxious nights,
longing for his body's light

Those heartly laughter,
we had day after

Retaining his remembrance,
even when he's not in residence

Grasses are not always green,
yet we'll scruffle all through the scene

Praxis his lips embracing mine,
making me forget about my time

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