viernes, 11 de junio de 2021

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 Dear someone I will never meet,


Seems like night never ends, an eternal dark night without moonlight. Seems like winter is getting colder and there's no spring waiting for me, even though it is summer.

I think I'm getting used to it.


Thanks for living in my dreams while I walk alone.

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