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May 2020
Tiny drops of memories
Flow past our open minds
Bringing back the melancholy
Of a long forgotten childhood.

Maybe it wasn’t your fault
But I resented you for it.
Maybe you did come back
But you changed so much.
Melancholy sounds like a yummy word. But it isn’t so yummy... EDIT: wow I didn’t notice I already had 11. I posted this hours ago... oops.
Ayn
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Ayn  20/M/Wherever I May Roam
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