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May 2019
Its hard to heal
No matter one would say.
Memories keep coming
feeling the absence
in it's  way.
Places you visited
lawns you sat
haunting me harder
dreaming, if you were.
World keep keeps spinning
unknown of the fact
changes occuring,
fast and fast.
thewi3rdthoughts
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     Bummer and Harper
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