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love unspent, in unsaid words.
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
Distance
How strange, after all this time being silent, to encounter your words- it feels like i'm intruding on your thoughts.
Like i woke up and found myself trampling all over the rice sacks
grains scatter,
and i have nothing to pick them up with.
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