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Dec 2017
It's like we're back to back
where I cannot see your
face
and I almost can't remember
what it
looks
like

and I reach behind to touch you but my arms don't
bend that way

It's like we're back to back but
you're also fading
into
grey.
Written by
Sarah  F/Oregon
(F/Oregon)   
251
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