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this house was a heart beating on its own. once you left, i couldn't hear the beats. then i realized, you were the heart.
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Nov 12, 2020
Nov 12, 2020 at 10:32 PM UTC
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this house was a heart beating on its own. once you left, i couldn't hear the beats. then i realized, you were the heart.
The loss leaves bruises and lessons and undiscovered wounds.
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Nov 12, 2020
Nov 12, 2020 at 10:32 PM UTC
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