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Jun 2017
It was nothing.
It was friendship.
It was infatuation.
It was guilt.
It was love.
It was home.
It was our life.
It was our way of life.
It was another.
It was anger.
It was pain.
It was loneliness.

Now it's...
Written by
Ash Rose
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