There were nights so long and so empty that were filled with cigarette smokes and blank stares into the skybox of my balcony. This poem was noted down in nights like them.
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A hideout of an opened heartbeat
There were nights so long and so empty that were filled with cigarette smokes and blank stares into the skybox of my balcony. This poem was noted down in nights like them.
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Le Tran Nguyen Lam 