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A short poem expressing a man's longing for a word from his girl during the owl's hours. |
Miss u so much! My ears need your word's touch. Sleep pulls you now. But you forgot me, how? Got frozen by the lonely ice. Your warm words, that would be nice. Anyways, I can handle, you close your eyes. Good night!💕 |
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