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Nov 2015
he was like the afterimage that burned even through your eyelids because he wasn't just the sun,
he was the brightest ******* star out there.

(and i don't know if i'm being blinded by him or by my tears.)
i just love stars.
cv
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cv  in neverland.
(in neverland.)   
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