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I miss you in a whirlwind trails of wind whip my skin left high and dry volume in my hair dust in my eyes sand in the grit I  miss you in a tailspin you were just here tread marks where you been I miss you in a time capsule I swallow each mourning And you loved us into a soapy, bubble I trusted would never pop
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May 11, 2019
May 11, 2019 at 1:44 PM UTC
A flash that last's years
I miss you in a whirlwind trails of wind whip my skin left high and dry volume in my hair dust in my eyes sand in the grit I  miss you in a tailspin you were just here tread marks where you been I miss you in a time capsule I swallow each mourning And you loved us into a soapy, bubble I trusted would never pop
egeria-litha
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24/Two-Spirit/American
May 11, 2019
May 11, 2019 at 1:44 PM UTC
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