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hey there, i saw you
how you doing, oh im okay,
i thought id tell you, i missed you
oh but sorry i moved on

IIIIIIII left
a letter in your door
and ii knowww ,
that you were out with her



i
matt r 2d
i need to be

(infact  i crave)  

              away
    with the fae.

none of this feels
quite     so samely
           ;
the charming lilt
of a     hotreddot

     crystal/eyeses
,my throat like
       cotton wool.

i need to be
music;       almost
like how    i ammm
myyyyy  poetryyyy,

n      i        don't  
   knowww     howww.

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