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Long Way Home

I need you to need me too. Like in my head you used to. Promises of building bridges, Ended up drowning like dwarka. At the night, the brightest moon Never seemed so darker. We're already late aren't we? Both failed to keep up with the tide. We won't take the long way home To meet in the middle, tonight. We could talk about a thing or two Or more, just like we used to.

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Date: 8/8/2020 5:04:00 AM
If only, how sad when people and situations change.. so well expressed..
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Diya Dutta Roy
Date: 8/18/2020 3:21:00 AM
Thank you so much, It is changing of what we're used to and comfortable with feel horrible often times, even more when we can't do a thing about it.

Book: Shattered Sighs