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Jan 2019
“Another’s perspective”

Dear beloved,

If only things went the way I had imagined them in my head
We would have fallen for something much greater than hate
We wouldn’t be ignoring everything except eachother

We wouldn’t be feeling the need to find love because were lonely
We had eachother but the distance between us was the size of a planet
“One day you’ll feel as if your unloveable, hated, and miss judged. Know that I loved you. Understand it and know that it’s not subjective it’s right there.”
I hope you get this and realize...something.

     To my dearest beloved

-Alan
Call me Oliver
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Call me Oliver  M/Dream
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