XXI. unforgettable ordinary

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There's no beautiful sunset
Or sunrise
There's no flower petals blowing in the wind
The skies ain't full of stars
No balloons
Or aesthetic moonlight
It's just one afternoon
An ordinary afternoon
But I remember
The first time you call my name
The moment I turned to you
Nothing else matter

My heart flutter.

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