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Sabtu, 14 Agustus 2010
YOU ARE NOT SHE
When you smile I imagine she smiling.
Like the clear morning dew on the tip of the weeds.
I am still hoping you come even if only in my dreams.
Tonight my back in a quiet hug.
Feels once you lose the image of myself is
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