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February 14, 2021

There is love I reminisce, like a seed I've never sworn.

Of lips I was yet to kiss, and my eyes not met my own.

Hands that wrap around my wrists, and arms that feel like home.

I wonder how it is I miss these things I've never known.

-Sunoo

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