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Endless seconds spent with you curled under stark red sheets replaying one scratched disc. The tired dregs of August, September, October, before tree lots replaced pumpkin patches and my pillow became hers.
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Jan 15, 2017
Jan 15, 2017 at 4:38 AM UTC
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Endless seconds spent with you curled under stark red sheets replaying one scratched disc. The tired dregs of August, September, October, before tree lots replaced pumpkin patches and my pillow became hers.
we haven't talked in years.
illea
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Jan 15, 2017
Jan 15, 2017 at 4:38 AM UTC
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