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Dec 2020
I sent you my daydreams
we travelled the world.  
I took your cold hands
exchanged them for lights.
Talked into divinity,
I let myself be open again.
Reconciled with loving.
Then you left me.
It’s how it always goes.
Abby
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Abby  23/Non-binary/United Kingdom
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