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No, 2016 was not my year. I tried so hard to keep your near. Months briming with sadness and loss, left me reeling at the cost. I swore you were the one, turns out you were just in it for the fun.
My heart lies open floating on the surface of dark waters facing the black night sky as the full moon moves farther in among the large clouds passing the shining stunners
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