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Aug 2017
Your words echo heartbeats long forgotten laying dormant in the recesses of my mind.

Do people ever come back from that long forgotten place where love goes to die?

I still think of you morning and night, night and day.

All the seconds and all the minutes in between consumed by you and only you.
Written by
Katelyn Rew
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