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First ode for him. This night is weird; Darkness i

First ode for him. This night is weird; Darkness is growing darker, Night is getting longer, Pillows are not comforting anymore. Voice in my mind is unknown, All I could hear his voice echoing Even after ended the call before hours.
First ode for him. This night is weird; Darkness is growing darker, Night is getting longer, Pillows are not comforting anymore. Voice in my mind is unknown, All I could hear his voice echoing Even after ended the call before hours.
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