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THREE weeks and I still miss you

my heart still sink at the thought of you

it was a punch in the gut

and I still shiver as I stumble upon a picture of your face

silly, it had only been three weeks

who would survive loneliness and pain laconically?

but it sure feels longer than it seems

to feel your absence as I stay waiting for you in the seams

- Three Weeks Feels A Decade

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