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It was Midnight and some fireflies danced around the moon. were you and me, just the two of us sitting on the grass. and it was midnight who notice our love story. on how you gently kiss my forehead, down to my nose, and to my precious lips. on how you hold my hand and gently squish it, and i hope it's always midnight. 'cause darling i hope you stay for a while — forever beside me. repeat it all at midnight."
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The Untold Thoughts
PoetryWe have so many thoughts, what-ifs, and questions in our heads that are still finding answers. But then, as we encounter poetry, those untold thoughts, stories, what-ifs, and questions that are still finding answers can now be answered by just readi...
