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Poem : You are every where, but not here ☺

you were here
before me.
like a seed
before flower.
like a sun
before happiness.

you were here
before me.
and i wonder
everytime
i close my eyes
is this what
people call
'beautiful' lies?

you were here
before me.
and all the clouds
and the sun
so warm.
the theatre
starts to play its role.
so exciting.
so happening.
what a gorgeous yesterday!

you were here
before me.
i no longer
found you
where any.
we were just 2 ghosts
just in our body.
until,
it's really you.
now,
and i keep
seeing you everywhere.
but still,
you are not here.

β€”raihana shamsul, 16. The Wonders of Me.

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    1. yes gurl u r not everywhere but still u r here darl β™₯

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    2. yes gurl u r not everywhere but still u r here darl β™₯

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  2. sorry,silap emoji : πŸ‘¨πŸΌβ€πŸ³πŸ‘¨πŸΌβ€πŸ³πŸ‘¨πŸΌβ€πŸ³πŸ‘¨πŸΌβ€πŸ³πŸ‘¨πŸΌβ€πŸ³πŸ‘¨πŸΌβ€πŸ³πŸ‘¨πŸΌβ€πŸ³

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    1. heiii makcik soranggg ni tak habis2. tau lah rindu lauk dia πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

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