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Mar 2020
and i said goodbye
through filtered glass
my hand
a shadow
my voice
a blur
i chased you
and you met my gaze
until you were gone, completely
a quarter-past three
the end of
you and me
Written by
Tom  24/M/England
(24/M/England)   
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