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Jun 2019
/Sam/
I miss you
      1. Long car rides to the same places,
           conversations about things you don't
           understand; the way you feel when I
           grip your inner thigh, the way I feel
           when you run your hands through my
           hair.
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Tenant  M/Denver
(M/Denver)   
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   --- and Lily
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