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Jan 2011
Trickling down the stairs you looked at me and said,
"I thought you'd left, the door was open."
"I left it for you,"
The words fell out of my mouth like stones,
They meant that much
"I wondered if you'd follow."
Written by
Fleur
373
   Hooflip and Odi
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