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Aug 2013
i thought your memory would
weigh me down, but it turned out to be
an anchor; i've never felt more
close to you than i do now
(and with this weight i'm clinging to
it's like you never left)
i was cleaning out drawers and i found my dad's favourite wristwatch.
i miss him.
marina
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marina
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