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#failedroadtrip
The rain dances across the windows Hair in face, unknowing what will happen As you look out, the window fogs up Hold your breath I remember where you sat When I awoke I was walking in a field holding only a piece of paper On it, it said, “Will you miss me?” 7-21-19
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Feb 1, 2020
Feb 1, 2020 at 12:43 AM UTC
Raining, Mourning Drive