I think we were always drifting. That afternoon was just the time I decided to snap us apart, and quicken the process.
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This Is Where You Learn to Move On
ПоэзияThe random thoughs, the missing pieces of puzzles that I will never click together. Bits and pieces that won't end up in a manuscript. Highest Ranking: 16 in Poetry cover credits to the outstanding @eccentriphilia
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I think we were always drifting. That afternoon was just the time I decided to snap us apart, and quicken the process.
