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Dec 2018
This world I built
This world we built

Without you here it feels fake...
Lost between dust and stains
I feel ...out of place.

A square looking at all the shapes and yet I stay and try to fit in the columns of your brain.

You’re thinking again ... cause I can see the clouds form and take shape..

As I turn to the storm in you’re heart
And the raindrops on your face.

I hold you close threw the Rainbows I am about to make.
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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