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Mar 2018
You are alive in my dreams more than you are in reality
I miss how you used to always lay in bed with me
Now you warm her cold feet
I wish I knew how to forget what we used to be
Maybe then you wouldn't be the cure for me
-M.j
Maia Johnson
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Maia Johnson  17/F
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