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Jan 24
You would sit for a bit longer at the table
gazing back into my wide eyes
Your smile would widen to match mine
and Iā€™d be able to lose myself
Without all the white lines
Written by
shadowedsilhouette
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     Raven Dale, Sia Harms, Immortality and Rick
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