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Aug 2018
Sometimes I miss everything too much
And it breaks my heart knowing
That I can never go back
To know that your best year so far
I’m all my years of life
Is gone
And I know I have years to come
But that doesn’t matter to me
Because time only seems to make
Me long for the past even more
I’m stuck wishing for the past
Cursing the present and future
Because things can only get worse
When you’ve already declared perfection
Autumn
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