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Dec 2014
I woke up at 5:32 dreaming about the horrors of living in a world alone. But then I realised that these visions I so deeply deemed heartbreaking could become a reality. My mind races and words were thrown like daggers, but not even in my deepest nightmares did I plan to loose you. And now I need you here to hold, to clean the slate and be near me. Because oh god I love you so much, and if that love is not returned any more, where do I go now?
Beth Phillips
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