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I always think of her at night, the loneliness has time to spread from my heart to my brain to tell it what I miss and who I need.
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Apr 16, 2016
Apr 16, 2016 at 7:18 PM UTC
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I always think of her at night, the loneliness has time to spread from my heart to my brain to tell it what I miss and who I need.
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Apr 16, 2016
Apr 16, 2016 at 7:18 PM UTC
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