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Dec 2015
and it's pretty warm for december
the kind of weather where we'd roll down your windows
drive around that place you call home
i hate that place now
i was thinking about you
what's new
but more about last night's xanax bar
the way it made me feel weightless
and mostly because i didn't miss you in those moments

i'm going to do more
i'm sorry
evocatory
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evocatory  nb, nj
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