Will Always Be a Dream

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My Dear Steemian

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The light was dim

Dark blanks of night

The soft voice was gone

There was nothing but a tense silence

I'm silent...

And then I realize that everything has disappeared

I my self...

Who was waiting for morning

Who tries to forget what happened

Bury all unanswered promises

Because I know you never come back

THANK YOU

By volcom@volcom

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