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Apr 2020
Losing you was breathing in cold air and not having anything to exhale.
It was staring into mirrors with no reflection,
Walking under the moonlight with no shadow,
Or rain pouring your clothes to your skin.
I feel everything and nothing all at once,
When I am without you.
Slightly Lovely
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Slightly Lovely  18/F/A small town in WA
(18/F/A small town in WA)   
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