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Sep 2018
the late night talks of life and love are so hard to come by
as the night consumes our tears
and the moonlight shines like a thin cloak of white on our faces...

we are together through a connection that permeates our skies even if we’re miles and miles apart as we ask each other about the minor and the significant.

for a moment it felt like i was cared about.
but like everyone else i had let see in
you were first to say goodnight .
irises
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