12th: Plot
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My heart was beautifully pained when I saw your recent photographs.
close to a fan waiting for your autographs.
Crazy, long ago, we are able to share our laughs together,
but now i act as a winner with just a glimpse of your face like a treasure.
I never thought,
will I ever indulge in this plot.
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Letters to the purple sky (poems)
Poetryseries of melancholic unsaid thoughts that encapsulate the feelings that run through the mind of a lovelorn storyteller. the brain is a large place; which keeps what we think put together. oh, how lovely it is: if i only had a chance that once i wr...
