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Sep 2021
And so suddenly I don't exist
As if all those moments never happened
only for you
I'll carry them around
Life a weight fighting to drown me
The face you held in your hands
Struggling to stay above water
Trying to catch one more gasp of fresh air
Begging for some semblance of hope
The deepest of blue begging for a hand
Begging for a glimpse of what should be
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dust  F/Minnesota
(F/Minnesota)   
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