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A Poem by SN
That's a working title
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A Poem by SN
Frequently resuscitated, this different kind of pain
I lost what I thought was gained
I'm in pain...I'm in pain!
If, for one last time, I could j..
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A Poem by SN
To think of A first kiss without having flashbacks of a crooked bench in a badly-lit area would be betrayal You and I said we'd meet after my exam and..
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