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Aug 2017
It's cold in my head
Though the words still burn.
It's hard without him here
I thought I had learned,
But the emptiness wraps all around.

It's cold in my heart,
And even though he is there,
I looked
And I am nowhere to be found.
Olivia
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Olivia  19/F/Texas
(19/F/Texas)   
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