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I was scrolling, *Because my heart keeps on searching for my everything Right now it's nothing but it will turn into something, if you keep on waiting.* And so I turned my phone off thinking, why do I keep on writing about the things that I'm dreaming or what I'm feeling.
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Jun 16, 2015
Jun 16, 2015 at 4:57 AM UTC
Late at night
I was scrolling, *Because my heart keeps on searching for my everything Right now it's nothing but it will turn into something, if you keep on waiting.* And so I turned my phone off thinking, why do I keep on writing about the things that I'm dreaming or what I'm feeling.
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Jun 16, 2015
Jun 16, 2015 at 4:57 AM UTC
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