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Every 23rd I listen to the last voicemail you left me. And I'll sit and recount each moment until you're burned into my memory. But it never gets any easier, in fact, it only gets harder to breathe.
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Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 10:21 PM UTC
intangibility
Every 23rd I listen to the last voicemail you left me. And I'll sit and recount each moment until you're burned into my memory. But it never gets any easier, in fact, it only gets harder to breathe.
#love#death#loss
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Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 10:21 PM UTC
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