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 Sep 19 hannah miller
Regret
it follows me wherever i tread
causes all that i dread
when it rears its ugly head
so i try to run instead
but can't seem to stay ahead
 Sep 15 hannah miller
Kyla
to spend the rest of my life missing you
i told you this, and you said you felt the same way. yet, here we are
A familiar smell
Brewing from the orange sky.
A cup of tea.
Leaves start to dry.
Felt on me -
A breeze - so shy.
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