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Jan 2020
each morning we'd sit
and sit
only sit
and view the worlds first awakening men
the sun would come crawling from behind our hills and
buckets of light would be poured right above our head
but I don't think we ever shielded our eyes
we'd just sit
and sit
only sit
we shared quite the routine you and I
I dont think im done writing about this boy quite yet
NoPoe
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NoPoe  19/F
(19/F)   
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     jdm, Blackedpoison and Scorpio
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