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Aug 2012
he said, "I think the town has stopped breathing."
but we had breathed enough that night to make up for it anyway.
it's nights like these that make me wonder
if the stars mean anything at all.
and I wanted to brush the eyelash off his face,
but I left it there.
it was not my wish to make.
Written by
Cassie
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