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Apr 2013
a
man
once told me
21 days
makes
a
habit
& well I haven't
been
counting
but i'd
feel
quite
peculiar
not to tell you
good morning & good night,
my love.
as the sun creeps
through my window
& shines onto my face
I
take
comfort
in
knowing
I am one day closer to you
my love.
Written by
m0ldylungs  California
(California)   
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