Absence

A Poem by keyvan

I opened mine
The pen
The handwriting
The color of winter...
Every thing was there
Just like your absence
In the middle of the freedom
Poor love.

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It is a poor love when the most important part of love and freedom is missing, that piece makes the puzzle complete🌹

Thank you🍀🍀🌹🌹🌹🌹

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Added on February 3, 2018
Last Updated on February 4, 2018

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