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If loss were a taste, you'd spit it out as soon as you were able to. But it isn't. It's a sound and a cry and it goes on forever. ♡ This is a book depicting the thoughts that invade my mind, written in poetry or prose.
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Me: how can i help? My heart: write the poems

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