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Jan 27
I find myself wondering at times are we both looking up at the moon at the same time?
Connected through one constant thing while the world around us flys by.
In that one moment everything is still. I know I look up at it every night remembering all our memories when I’m done I have the biggest smile on my face we may not be together anymore but we’ll always have our talks underneath the stars
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Ghost  24/M/Washington
(24/M/Washington)   
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   erin
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