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Sep 19
you
are   beginning
to be                    
                                    gone.

i open your
door and i  expect
to
                                         cry.    
but  nothing            
                               ­      comes.

you
are    starting
to                        
                                        fade.

my love

you
are   beginning
to
                                         end.
MJ
Written by
MJ  Seattle
(Seattle)   
26
   hiraeth
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