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❝ I know she probabaly doesn't think about me anymore,
But I hope she knows
that she is all I think about,
And I like to fantasise that maybe just one day,
One day
We'll cross paths and ignite the oh so beautiful flames.
That once burnt so brightly between us,
But for now, all there is is hope.
Hope to dreaming of better days ❞
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A Zenith Below My Peak (✓)
PoetryCover credit to @MoranaGlinka ❝ Here forth a compendium of anthology. A miscellany of words brought together to form one. A cliche love romance and all of its downfalls. ❞
