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I've been getting up at 8. The first thing I do is to check my phone, Hoping to see a text from you. These days we don't text anymore, I still check my phone, hoping to see your name light up that tiny screen I should stop clinging to a disintigrating flame, But I can't stop getting up at 8.
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Dec 19, 2017
Dec 19, 2017 at 5:37 AM UTC
8am
I've been getting up at 8. The first thing I do is to check my phone, Hoping to see a text from you. These days we don't text anymore, I still check my phone, hoping to see your name light up that tiny screen I should stop clinging to a disintigrating flame, But I can't stop getting up at 8.
disconsolate
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Dec 19, 2017
Dec 19, 2017 at 5:37 AM UTC
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