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Jun 2018
Eventually, I found myself missing you a lot more above all, ‬
when you were right in front of my eyes but the air felt strange,
when you were talking to me but your words spelled ‘pain’
and when we were out on the sun but all I felt was rain.
-cp
rexitals
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rexitals  19/F/BWN
(19/F/BWN)   
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     Meera, A Simillacrum and ---
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