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Jan 2019
those i love
are like puddle
when it rains

we jump
and make messes
but in the end they evaporate

briefly present
vanished into
thin air

brimming with joy
drowning in
despair

up and down
left an right
pull me to pieces
don't forget to say goodbye
youcancallmesierra
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youcancallmesierra  22/F/i'm not really sure
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