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Apr 2018
Everyday,
I walk to my favorite coffee shop.
The soothing smell of beans
awake my soul and jump start my mind.

Through the motions
I would order my coffee
and go about my day.

That was until
a firey red head
said hey.
Your Imaginary Friend
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Your Imaginary Friend  20/M/Vagabond
(20/M/Vagabond)   
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