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May 2016
I want to walk
with you.

I want our footprints
along the ocean shore.

I want you to
look at me the way I look at you.

Except that just like those footprints,
your love for me has disappeared.

(-DF-04/304/16-)
I'm feeling a bit melancholy. Who am I kidding? I'm feeling REALLY melancholy.
-df
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-df  23/neverland
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