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Oct 2018
Try to not think about you but they slip threw
Like a needle threw cotton, stitching me back up with sadness, regret, and happiness.
So far yet so close
So close and yet my reach is in the dark
And even now I still can’t see ... I can’t put my finger on it but,
You look familiar
As I wake up I’m the same person that I was yesterday
Searching for nothing in nothing there’s always someone that loves you.
Do you love me ?
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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   Keith Wilson
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