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In search of the stars that fell,
the flowers I left crippled,
& all the words I locked up into the black hole of my heart.

I might find it one day, untill I'll keep staining the pages with the ink.

Maybe in another eternity, I might find it.🖤🖤

Until then, keep staining, 

For the world is full of pages & an infinite stories are waiting to be told🙃🙃.


Did my thoughts made sense to you? ✌️.

If so, hello there😊💕