one hundred thirty eight.

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dear moon,

it's weird
how all the
things i taught
myself to love
turned into things
i soon regret
and although
it's just easier
to remember
all i crave is
to forget

(I didn't really like this song at first, but it kind of grew on me. So, this is the aftermath.)

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