We exist in the same world.
We breath the same air.
We look up to the same sky.
We walk on the same ground.
Yet... we never have the chance,
To be with each other side by side.
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Cries at Midnight
Poetry[Highest Rank: #2 in Poems, #1 in Lyric] Collection of Poetries and Prose. I wonder why most people write when they were sad, broken, frustrated, mad, and not when they were at their happiest moment. Then I realized, maybe it's because whenever w...
