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Jan 2015
my friend
welcomes me
with a nice
tight hug
using his hands against
my neck
the closer we get
the tighter those
hugs are
and honestly
we're so close
I can't breathe.
and my friend is
sadness but
it already killed me.
Heidi Mason
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Heidi Mason  23/F
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