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Friday12 September 20143368 days and 2 hours ago

Keep me alive in that part of your heart which you think has already died. I want to belong to the parts of you that you think no longer exist. But, alas I only am the stars of your "morning sky" Hidden and unknown.

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Shruti F

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9 years ago by Shruti F: thank you again :)
9 years ago by Utkarsh Mishra: Lovely! :)
9 years ago by Shruti F: thanks a ton :)
9 years ago by Sissy Gavrilaki: "stars of your morning sky...hidden and unknown" - brilliant! Love this phrase Shruti!

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