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Jul 2019
I am in your dreams
you tell the moon to shut me up
tell your fingertips to stop feeling between the rips in my jeans

How do you still remember my touch?
How do i still remember yours?
10 months removed
& my bed still sinks in on your side
my shower still drips pine scented body soap from its ledges

10 months removed
& my chest still sinks in for you
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Jordan  20/F
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