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Oct 2018
The floors
you walked are cold
I'm missing your footsteps.
The doors
you opened are closed
I'm hiding you there.
The air
you exhaledΒ Β still lingers
I inhale so deeply.
The words
you spoke freely....
Are now a memory inked.
My first love is saying he still loves me, but I am in a relationship.....
Mykenzie
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Mykenzie  18/F/Somewhere under a rock
(18/F/Somewhere under a rock)   
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     Yann, Stone and Maewi
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