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Sep 2015
In the air, cold as you
I can only see a half of the moon
And I laugh as I realize its leaving me, too
Cause you think that'll always be there
But you come home one day and
Where?

The snowflakes remind me of you
The bracelets, the things that they do
The flowers, colored so bright
Jeans the flavor of night

I heard you say you're gonna know
I'll come back with a different glow
Even though we said goodbye
I still feel words lingering in the air
With the hope that you'll catch them out there
Annie McLaughlin
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Annie McLaughlin  18/F/Arkansas
(18/F/Arkansas)   
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