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Jul 2015
when everything around me is blue
nothing doesn't remind me of you
like riding a bike
or tying a shoe
moments don't go the way you want them to
and i'll whisper your name when they
ask me *who?
collin
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collin  30/M/coming home.
(30/M/coming home.)   
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