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I'm still hoping,
someday,
in the anonymity of time
and space,
someone will make me,
feel special.
YOU ARE READING
Silence and Bass
Puisi[COMPLETED] The silence was too deafening so I wrote them in tattered torn pages with jagged lines. Poems I wrote even in my sleep. The ink in my pen profusely bleeding out words and stories from my past that shaped my present and makes me anticipa...
