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it feels a little bit like a dream the way we would gather in the night and walk the same path with hushed whispers down the elevator into the lounge taking our unspoken places whispering among ourselves about the day's adventures but then we would be seated and someone would break the seal of silence and we would begin to talk... about life about love about lust about our futures our dreams our deaths we would predict for each other what we saw in their crystal ball though we knew each other for less days than i can count on my hands we heard stories about *** stories about friends about hometowns about heartbreak we shared as many laughs as there are stars in the sky... and when it all ended i wondered where the time had gone or if i had imagined it all.
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Jul 10, 2019
Jul 10, 2019 at 1:50 AM UTC
we were kinda like the breakfast club
it feels a little bit like a dream the way we would gather in the night and walk the same path with hushed whispers down the elevator into the lounge taking our unspoken places whispering among ourselves about the day's adventures but then we would be seated and someone would break the seal of silence and we would begin to talk... about life about love about lust about our futures our dreams our deaths we would predict for each other what we saw in their crystal ball though we knew each other for less days than i can count on my hands we heard stories about *** stories about friends about hometowns about heartbreak we shared as many laughs as there are stars in the sky... and when it all ended i wondered where the time had gone or if i had imagined it all.
i met the best group of people that will probably never see each other again, and i just can't stop wishing for more time.
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Jul 10, 2019
Jul 10, 2019 at 1:50 AM UTC
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