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Jun 2016
Nights like these make me wish the two of us were laying in my bed,
laughing about something that happened many years ago.

I still wish I could call you, and feel better for awhile.

I don't know anymore, if this pit in my chest will ever be completely filled in again.
Chameleon
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Chameleon  29/F/Ohio
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