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I have heard that the people who have dam                                                                               aged you are not the people that can help in piecing you together again. Yet, for right now, I crave your hands. Your fingers           running through                               my hair.   Untangled Worries. Although your fingers are cold and boney, this is what the feel of love was for me. For so long. I am trying my hardest to find a new love within my own hands.
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Nov 4, 2017
Nov 4, 2017 at 4:00 PM UTC
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I have heard that the people who have dam                                                                               aged you are not the people that can help in piecing you together again. Yet, for right now, I crave your hands. Your fingers           running through                               my hair.   Untangled Worries. Although your fingers are cold and boney, this is what the feel of love was for me. For so long. I am trying my hardest to find a new love within my own hands.
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Nov 4, 2017
Nov 4, 2017 at 4:00 PM UTC
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