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Feb 2020
Something I’ve caught myself asking
Especially when I tell someone
“I don’t care anymore”
But where is he now?
Is he still planning on being a prison guard?
Is he still with that girl he met when he got there?
Does he were wish he had stayed here?
Over 2000 miles apart
And months since we spoke
But it would be nice
Just to hear his voice
I’m rambling on about things that don’t matter anymore, that’s what happens when I’m sick
atticus wilson
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atticus wilson  22/MTF/The abyss of life
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