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Jul 2013
I long for you.
So I can love you.
So you can hold me.
So we can spend summer nights like these
on the roof looking at the stars.
But the reality is.. Iā€™m alone.
No one to love.
No one to hold.
So I curl myself up in my sheets
and let loneliness be the lullaby
that sings me to sleep.
Hannah Turner
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Hannah Turner  Texas
(Texas)   
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