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…is way? It’s a question with no clear sight, Yet it’s as natural as the moon embracing the night. For love isn’t always planned; it’s an emotion, wild and free, Hoping, dreaming, waiting for the day we’ll truly see.
Mustapha H
Klara Jane Holloway
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I'm waiting for that day—beautiful poetry as usual.
I write about my experiences in life. Some mundane, some sad, some funny, and hopefully none boring!
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