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Dec 2018
you're the same
kind of different
as me
which is nice
but exhausting
because i cling to you
as if you're the last ember
in a fire that long ago faded
i'm just so cold
and i can't find the flame
in myself anymore
Written by
harlee kae  Elsewhere
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   David Abraham
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