You are always present in my dreams— looking straight into my eyes, holding my hands, touching them softly, feeling every beat of my heart. But the moment I open my eyes, where are you?
Prose and Poetry of a Lunatic
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Prose and Poetry of a Lunatic
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ATTENTION
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Pitiful Love
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I Just Love, Even Though
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How Painful is Kindness?
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I'm Sorry
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Risks
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Zero
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Apart
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Why Off is On?
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Tears
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I Saw You Again
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It Will Fade Eventually
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Definitely Not
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Guessing Game
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Just Me
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The Saddest Thing
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Intuition
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When They Hurt Us
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Late Night Talks
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Why is it Very Hard to Let Go?
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The Wind
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Fantasy
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Why?
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Changing Mind
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Matchstick
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Glass of Love
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Busy
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Where are you?
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Same Old Song
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Big
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Free Wait
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Wrong
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Small Circle
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I Hate Compliments
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Ignored
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Laugh of Misery
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Life In Different Faces
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