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Jan 2015
Im high as a kite
lost in all these stars
everything floating and drifting
my fingers covered in smoke
rolling off my tongue
swirling in my lungs
im so far from reality
yet,
the want for you
to be here
holding me
floods my skin.
Bella
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Bella  US
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