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Mar 2018
Littlest things I'm thinking of you, avocados, toast, a shirt you'd wear, my tears they spout at socks and sandals, my life I have no clear handles.
What can I say but.... These things just, they'll always be connected to you.
Gabrielle Mckenna
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Gabrielle Mckenna  17/F
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