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Mar 2016
you walked through my mind countless times
and your name brushed my lips more than i can remember

but your footsteps never left prints on the pathways in my heart
and the seeds you planted in my lungs never grew into trees

you were an empty page that i could still read
and you told me to fill it
*but you left before i could speak
weirdlittlealien
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