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Apr 2019
And I can still smell a hint of you
Laying in my sheets,
And imagine you’re next to me

And so I bury my face
Reminiscing
And hope you’re also missing me.

And I can still dig into my closet
thankfully
And pull out your (my) favorite hoodies.

And Your toothbrush is still on my sink
And I can still feel your arms around me
And I can still smell you next to me
Makenzie Marie
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Makenzie Marie  23/F/Pocatello, Idaho
(23/F/Pocatello, Idaho)   
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