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Serenatà
I think she lives in my ink;
I know this because, everytime I begin to write about my emotions; my pen dances in the form of her name.
It forms shapes on my paper; In the same form of her smile. I know this because her smile resembles only the crescent moon and on nights like this, I just sit in the open and stare.
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