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Mar 2019
It's been
40 days
and I'm still
thinking about you.
You're not here
anymore
and I still can't believe
that it's true.
I hope that
up there
you see what we're doing
down here.
But I know it doesn't matter to you;
it's only for us.
To try and bring us a sense of closure.
Masha Yurkevich
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Masha Yurkevich  19/F/Playing the piano...
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