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Jan 2017
Don't go
I can't handle
To cry
When you go
And I stay
My yearning increasing
As the miles between
Quickly turn into
Light-years between
We
Two stars.
I see you and you see me
But our fires, our gravity
They don't quite reach,
So
Again I beseech,
Don't go.
Tafuta Atarashī
Written by
Tafuta Atarashī  28/M/Chicago
(28/M/Chicago)   
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   Jim Timonere
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