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Jan 2020
you
All I could think about was you

The day you left, I felt uneasy and sick to my stomach,
and the only thing that stayed was your smell and your name floating around my head

so i sing your name in the most humble way i can so i can cherish every single vowel and note.
tiyaja cianni
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tiyaja cianni  15/F/va.
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