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For each moment I see you, I life for. Each moment seen, I lose track Something that could be done, not. Sight of you too focused on. To see you and you to see me. Around you everything halts. Like raindrops in stop motion. Known it is profound and beautiful.
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Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 12:34 AM UTC
Ghost of The Stairwell
For each moment I see you, I life for. Each moment seen, I lose track Something that could be done, not. Sight of you too focused on. To see you and you to see me. Around you everything halts. Like raindrops in stop motion. Known it is profound and beautiful.
I noticed i always ended being a ghost of the stairwell with her, things i wanted to say and do but the moment already passed. 12/2/2014
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Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 12:34 AM UTC
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