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Dec 2014
Now I know what I've lost:
Reaching for what's nothing but unspoken heartbreak and icy air.
You've locked the door on me and rearranged your heart,
Now I don't know the code.
I can't even enjoy doctor who anymore.
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brea  Somewhere
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