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suddenly i know where you are on thursdays at 8 pm the number of pillows in your bed and what you and your grandma talks about you only ever saw the drawn out clothes in my wardrobe and my hallway plant all i craved i got momentarily and then you left back on the sofa count the patterns on my wall no, i know it was what it was nothing more nothing less i guess but i rather not have this new knowledge in the back of my chest it interrupts my important plans staring at the wall
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Nov 27, 2018
Nov 27, 2018 at 3:11 PM UTC
yearning patterns and new schedules
suddenly i know where you are on thursdays at 8 pm the number of pillows in your bed and what you and your grandma talks about you only ever saw the drawn out clothes in my wardrobe and my hallway plant all i craved i got momentarily and then you left back on the sofa count the patterns on my wall no, i know it was what it was nothing more nothing less i guess but i rather not have this new knowledge in the back of my chest it interrupts my important plans staring at the wall
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Nov 27, 2018
Nov 27, 2018 at 3:11 PM UTC
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