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It comes in flashes Like a video reel Cutting from clip to clip Of your face Your smile Your eyes That laugh. I can't go back, and I'm strangely okay with that.
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Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 11:44 PM UTC
memory reeled
It comes in flashes Like a video reel Cutting from clip to clip Of your face Your smile Your eyes That laugh. I can't go back, and I'm strangely okay with that.
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29/F/ohio
Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 11:44 PM UTC
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