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Sep 2017
When we were sleeping
We were like two crescent moons
Back to back, weeping
Hrmph. I know it was the right decision, but I miss him.
cassie sky
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cassie sky  27/F/Fitchburg Massachusetts
(27/F/Fitchburg Massachusetts)   
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