fifty eight

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i used a lot of people to get my mind off you. you're the hiraeth i can't get out of my head. the arms i still feel when i'm cold.
the heartbeat i hear when i sleep.
i realized
maybe i can't forget you.
but i'll try to forget what you've done to me.

k.h.

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