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A few short messages beeping.
Old old friends, they smile, they miss.
"We missed you so."
A cold stony night turns
soft.
The soul that wants to be wanted,
feels again.
The rejections froze it long ago.
A small crack,
Will it last?
Or the coldness will cover again.
December the 25th.
posted by Tuya @ 22:26
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