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Feb 2020
It’s 11:46 and you’re in my head
I keep writing about you
thinking about your lips on mine
and how my hand felt in yours

But instead it’s 11:46
and I’m all alone
in this big empty house
wishing you still loved me
Michaela Letendre
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Michaela Letendre  26/F/New Hampshire
(26/F/New Hampshire)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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