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Nov 2018
As the days cling to night
Bringing over bright
peach crying skies
I swallow a mild sigh
As our eyes left contact
Our hearts stay intact
And react
To the songs we listened to while laying together
The same beats
Stay on repeat
Tugging at our heartstrings
Till they break
Having to shake off the dead weight
Oh lord please tell me this. is. fate!!
Clara the Clairvoyant
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