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three times we have made it to the northern sanctuary each carried its own significance each with its own emotions to bury one: honeymoon phase a new beginning, an exciting future the only constant being us celebratory boats, bikes, birds two: friends join a year in, half a year not all in shadow follows me around a week spent in anger, one or two exceptions there three: pretentions i hold it together, 1 and a half years in, you know how much i crackle, snapped and popped after i did not dare show my emotions; grin!
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Jan 28, 2018
Jan 28, 2018 at 8:22 AM UTC
third time's the charm
three times we have made it to the northern sanctuary each carried its own significance each with its own emotions to bury one: honeymoon phase a new beginning, an exciting future the only constant being us celebratory boats, bikes, birds two: friends join a year in, half a year not all in shadow follows me around a week spent in anger, one or two exceptions there three: pretentions i hold it together, 1 and a half years in, you know how much i crackle, snapped and popped after i did not dare show my emotions; grin!
sophiehartl
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Jan 28, 2018
Jan 28, 2018 at 8:22 AM UTC
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