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I didn't feel like talking but I like being with you the Quiet full with thoughts and musings and possibilities your presence illuminating my cold soul within. Understanding even when you don’t fully understand what a broken cold soul I am you moved further away though not too far, but far enough far enough to miss you far enough to lose you enough to forget you. The silence, one that held serenity became loud deafening almost when you moved your presence a mere memory.
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Oct 16, 2020
Oct 16, 2020 at 9:33 AM UTC
That day you sat with me on the bench
I didn't feel like talking but I like being with you the Quiet full with thoughts and musings and possibilities your presence illuminating my cold soul within. Understanding even when you don’t fully understand what a broken cold soul I am you moved further away though not too far, but far enough far enough to miss you far enough to lose you enough to forget you. The silence, one that held serenity became loud deafening almost when you moved your presence a mere memory.
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Oct 16, 2020
Oct 16, 2020 at 9:33 AM UTC
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