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Apr 2020
it's been so long now
since i last seen your face
that i can no longer remember
the way we spoke
our rhythms
our little inside jokes
it's as if i'm fighting through
the deepest fog
with every memory of you
grasping at details
that are slowly fading
before there is nothing left
but a ghost.
rk
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rk  F/scotland
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