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November 27th, 2019

11/27/2019

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I took you to all my favorite places,
Now i can’t go to any of them.
All i see is visions of you,
swimming in my mind.
Running through book store aisles,
I’d try to snap a picture,
You’d refuse to stop moving.
I thought it was because
You were caught in the moment.
I should’ve taken it as a sign.
I was always trying to catch you,
And you always on the go.
So where do i go now?
When every place i knew,
Brings me thoughts of you.
I showed you my world,
You took it in your hand
Balled up your fist
Til everything turned to sand.
Now I’m here
Stuck with the debris.
Out of everything,
There’s just a piece of me.
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    Im a 30 something year old that would be inclined to share some of my observations about life about love about everything really. disclaimer I do not have it all figured out so please don't take my observations as concrete. this is a place to open dialogue and have conversations so please respect me as a human.

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