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Looking back at us

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Piece of you was like timeline,
as days pass I find it tracking
the places you visited.

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Piece of you was like
my playlist, same melody
but this time
the lyrics hit differently.— % &Piece of you was like
conjunction, it kept me connected
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It took me a day to digest the fact that after 30 November I won't be unlocking my phone just to open yq to read y'all or write something that bothered me. I was never that open to strangers, I never was.
Looking back, my first poem was about the tree outside my window which gradually turned into poems that spoke of my opinions no one actually asked for. I shaped poems, sang songs, wrote letters and shared piece of my heart here. I found yqians encouraging me and that's how I learned to cherish things.
Out all these things I noticed whenever I needed a mirror I opened yourquote.

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My sleeping posture~
Thinking of a poetic form and writing a free verse.

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