UTOPIA~
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A piece of my heart liquefied into words, harmoniously rhymed.The late night tears crystalized into little dreams never to be confined.
The collection of little poetries from the somber nights when why heart couldn't keep quiet no more.
It's my first hope you like it⭐
Contains poetries on random topics
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