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an existence

by misha

You don’t feel real to me anymore. I’m afraid that if I touch you my hand will pass right through like a ghost. The sad thing is, I can’t tell whether you’re the ghost or if it is me.

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misha

23 / F / under the sea

For You?

Written by

misha

23 / F / under the sea

Published: Nov 14, 2019
Time: 1m

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