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it's at this time my thoughts find you inevitable as water that runs through cracks, leaking and filling and eventually, drowning they find you where I no longer can they find you in happier places, doing normal things like taxes or sleeping in on sundays I cant claim to know you now I'm sure time has shaped you and you have outgrown this empty space after all, what is a goodbye to someone who has long since closed the door on an empty house
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Oct 4, 2018
Oct 4, 2018 at 8:46 PM UTC
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it's at this time my thoughts find you inevitable as water that runs through cracks, leaking and filling and eventually, drowning they find you where I no longer can they find you in happier places, doing normal things like taxes or sleeping in on sundays I cant claim to know you now I'm sure time has shaped you and you have outgrown this empty space after all, what is a goodbye to someone who has long since closed the door on an empty house
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Oct 4, 2018
Oct 4, 2018 at 8:46 PM UTC
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