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Feb 2018
Busy streets and busy people;

Her thoughts recall only one name.


“I wish you were here –” she said.


So she grabbed her earphones

And played their song;

With a little hope that he had the same thoughts, too.
2/19/18 11:30 PM
Ally
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Ally  F/Sunset; Night sky
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