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Jun 2018
if there is anything beautiful left, it’s this. we’re not dead even though we could be. i’m not elsewhere even though i could be. tell the next world we were here and we were okay. tell them i think whatever we are made of still reaches out to each other.
itsokayimokay
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itsokayimokay  16/F
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   julie
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