Terms of My Virtue

It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well…

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Hope, you.

The gush of the wind, Awoke my slumber, I reached for my phone, Nothing again, I trembled. Languishing with my thoughts, Awaiting escape to another slumber. Whole twinkling passes, Nothing again, I know. My imagination runs with wings, Thinking my phone would ring. You’d want to come back, I wouldn’t have to ask, You would, […]

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