Goes by the flow
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Last published Wed, Sep 21, 2022
When things happens, they just happen. Never telling us, or warning us what hurt, pain, love and tide it will bring along. How much hatred and wait it will stitch along. A piece of poetry which will always be made in the name of those happy and sad days, is one-by-one compiled in this book to tell things we never will be able to.
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