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Everyday at three fifteen you appear in my thoughts. Routine urges me to reach out to you. But by three sixteen I remember why I won’t, you aren’t worth my time.
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Mar 26, 2019
Mar 26, 2019 at 12:14 PM UTC
Sands of Time
Everyday at three fifteen you appear in my thoughts. Routine urges me to reach out to you. But by three sixteen I remember why I won’t, you aren’t worth my time.
Letting go of some of the toxic things in my life.
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Mar 26, 2019
Mar 26, 2019 at 12:14 PM UTC
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