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Aug 2015
Have you ever felt like you wanted to hold somebody dear cause your arms have all this space?

Your head keeps running in place as you think about who will stay?

They all leave eventually and you stuck looking up in space the stars and all that's made just feel like everything is leaving you once again?

No...?
Just me...
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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