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Mar 2018
I've got your name of a calendar full of vacant days
I swear to god they say it should get easier
Everytime the distance pulls you away
But I still get a persistent pain
Everytime the train leaves the station
And you're on your way to that place you call home
We fall asleep Evey night on the phone
But we wake alone
Hoping we can hold this relationship together
Tested by distance
Fox Brandon Briggs
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Fox Brandon Briggs  21/M
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     Sydney Marie and Shanath
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