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Oct 2018
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I can't feel you
relating
the same as I am.

We don't talk,

But you don't
to me,

And I,
at all.


.
It isn't on purpose,
Recovery is still working
it's way into my hell.
XyL0S
Written by
XyL0S  19/F/India
(19/F/India)   
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