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Nov 2012
I feel everything coming down
in the dead of night
"five months" my head says
five months has never felt so long
for five months I haven't held your hand
for five months I haven't felt your lips agains mine
but for one night at least
we can forget this horrible curse the universe has placed on us,
Distance.
Mariana
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Mariana  Puerto Rico
(Puerto Rico)   
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     ---, Lux and Emma
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