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Aug 2020
Every morning I watch the sunset from my bedroom window, I’m not a morning person but since you left, I don’t sleep much. You snuck out, and I watched your car drive away under the rise of the sun. You left me roses to show that you cared, and leaving hurt you too. Every morning I watch the sunset from my bedroom window, hoping your car will pull back into the drive way.
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Chloe Martin Snell
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Chloe Martin Snell
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Chloe Martin Snell  24/F/Canada
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