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Jun 15
Even in the places I go to escape you
I find you
I’m brought to tears in the middle of the dance floor with all of the motion, and lights and sound and smoke swirling around me
I feel the tangible space all around my body
I feel the weight of being without you
Heather
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Heather  30/F/NJ
(30/F/NJ)   
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   Wyatt and Kay
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