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maybe it was a broken dream maybe it was my imagination but I swear I saw a ghost flittering in the woods with matches and maybe the feeling was just a mirage this lingering feeling that clings onto you of loss and regret and disconnection and wishful hoping that whomever reads this would accept my invite.
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Feb 23, 2016
Feb 23, 2016 at 7:43 PM UTC
An edit of The Weather for HP