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Apr 2015
like snow,
I fell.
into the rolling hills,
over the tree tops.
I slept.
tucking myself inside
the envelopes of my dreams
I wept.
for every time my heart
fell from my chest,
it was you.
it was always you.
Katie Ness
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Katie Ness
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