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Dec 2019
come alive

this is our last life

you meet me halfway

standing at the end

I count all my steps

I forget where I'm walking to

who did I talk to

was I with you yesterday

did you come to me

where did I go

I lose my head

left in the past

I'm staring behind me

time melts around me

I don't where I'll go

leaving dead

this must be my first life
eileen
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eileen
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