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May 2016
It's funny to think that
we used to be in each other's world. Nowadays, I can't even figure out which planet you're wafting through
which galaxy you're escaping from
or which stratosphere you've sent your new lady love journeying through.
It's crazy to think that once upon a bleu moon, we were the twinkling stars in each other's eyes. We used to think we were the wind in each other's lungs. We used to think we were each other's imperishable world. Nowadays, we can't even place each other in lighted affected coffeehouse past noon.
**** me & *******
Marie-Niege
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Marie-Niege
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