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Apr 4, 2023
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By Harbeer Kour


Meet me at midnight

Where I hope to end this chose we made

Meet me at midnight

Where I tend to shout your name out loud

Meet me at midnight




Where there could be nothing between us

Meet me at midnight

Where moon could tell the stars

He is jealous of us

Meet me at midnight

Before the brightness comes, because

Sun will think he got a story to tell about us



By Harbeer Kour




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