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Jan 6
Before you read this poem, know that I actually missed her
Now I miss her
absence.
Abstinence from her nagging, multipitched voice
She misses the hints
I miss...
the sound of silence and the warmth of my singleness.
I miss it so bad...
I miss it
Written by
Brown African Man  20/M/Harare
(20/M/Harare)   
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     Tizzop and Aurelia
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