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Nov 2015
past three a.m. you don't exist
except for this time when you
thought you could walk in and
exist here.

listen, these amphetamines
make me far too honest.

you can't be here
while I'm jawing out
because
I'd love to talk to you.
Leah
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Leah  I'm around.
(I'm around.)   
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