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Jan 2015
i miss your drunken
"i love you"s   please
just    c o m e    back
i'm     starting       t o
forget    what    your
hands feel l i k e  i'm
your hands   feel like
London is farther away than
I can fathom at this point.
Megan Grace
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Megan Grace
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