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Feb 14
please do not
leave me in cold sheets
where I can feel the rain pattering
bringing out the mourning in my bones
I do not want to hear it whisper across my palm
seeking its partner
no longer in reach
just call me caits
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just call me caits
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     Mister Truth, Sammy and Evan Stephens
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