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Apr 2020
You ..
..were different. I still think so.
I could have, so many times, fallen into you.
Or,
maybe it was the thought of you.
What you could be. What you will become.
I’m jealous.
She’ll have all of what I’ve wanted.
What I think I need now.
But it’s not you and it’s not us.
Khaniek
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Khaniek  23/F
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