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Jul 2019
walking
with your head to the side
your mind somewhere on the outside
wandering

wearing
those clothes you bought to make that hike
those memories are gone like
whispers

wondering
if you will remember those yesterdays
when we made films about the day's
weather
for a friend. don't tell them i'd die
Written by
Nathan  22/M/Detroit, MI
(22/M/Detroit, MI)   
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