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Note: August 29, 2019

When The Sun Set

      i held his hand
        as the sunset arose
        i gripped till dawn
        as the waters flowed
       
        i stared at his face
        for i wanted to memorize
        every single bit
        that i might forget
       
        i loved him
        like how i love my family;
        my friends, and myself
        yet everything changes
       
        i prayed for God
        that this won't end
        yet fate told otherwise
        for we ended like others did

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