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Scars
People come and go
leaving behind the scars:
It's more than heaven
in a beautiful beginning,
very perfectly blessed
like walking in moonlight.
An abrupt rapture of emotions,
the deep dives in the lovely sea,
the waters perfectly unknown,
the realms strange, but cozy.
Hopes are always great,
but perhaps so baseless.
We are like the falling stars
that will surely shoot...
Saturday 6th June 2020 4:43 am
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