Day 18

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Credulity

Too long had I hoped,
That dreams do come true.
Wishing for that someone ,
To rescue me from my miseries.
Too long had my heart,
Yearned for miracles.
That a prince charming exists.
Too long had I spent in that fantasies,
That even if your words are meant to deceive me
My credulous heart would always agree.

April 6, 2020
9:07Pm

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