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one day, i hope to find the boy that will love my poetry — the wanderings of my soul and the raw, intimate scraps of words.
[ a / n : sorry for not updating for so long, examinations are coming up. on the good side, I've gathered myself some time and I've already written some poems. what have you been doing recently ? ]
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