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Apr 2018
Walked by the tree we carved our names in
Scratched out beside it said K+N
And I wondered then out loud
hey maybe I could burn it down
to the ground

Or keep on walking, pass it by
as a simple picture in the mind
that got too hazy, blurry baby
Two lost souls too intertwined

And I’m fine
I’ll be alright
I’ll pack my bags and catch a flight
Too far away for us to say
Hey what are you doing Saturday night?
Martha
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Martha  21/F
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