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Jan 21
Child like innocence
and strange infatuations

Limited days spent thinking of the
love of my life
soon to change
the next week.

Hiding furtive crushes from the ones you love.
Until they realize it
ten seconds later

Acting as if these trivial days
will matter years later.

But somehow, still wanting those days to never go away.
And never going to end it.
Written by
Matthew  122/Other/My Basement
(122/Other/My Basement)   
     Poolza, Matthew and Temporal Fugue
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