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May 26
It's complicated,
you,
and I

A mess,
flying apart,
with no definite meaning,

Made from nothing,
those little fights,
between us,
keep tearing everything,
we've created

It's complicated,
but in the end,
somehow,
we make it out together,

able to still say the word,
us
Vivian
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Vivian  F/Behind the screen
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