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* Epilogue you only live within my letters hundreds handwritten unreplied i only live when you say my name blue pseudonyms reminds you of another this is no present meaningless words kept us alive in each other's houses no address left only a grave two, i guess
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Jul 22, 2016
Jul 22, 2016 at 1:30 PM UTC
A Friday in a World Where Every Friday Feels Like an Apocalypse
* Epilogue you only live within my letters hundreds handwritten unreplied i only live when you say my name blue pseudonyms reminds you of another this is no present meaningless words kept us alive in each other's houses no address left only a grave two, i guess
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Jul 22, 2016
Jul 22, 2016 at 1:30 PM UTC
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