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Sep 2017
And as you looked into my eyes, confessing your apologies, you made my knees weak and tears rim my eyelids. There was a moment of silence, and in that moment my soul whispered "I miss you." And I think, maybe, ever so faintly, I heard yours whisper back "Me, too."

-g.r.s.
   5:53 pm
him.
and that was the end.
Grace Spellman
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Grace Spellman  19/F/outer space
(19/F/outer space)   
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