Everyday
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Ongoing20m
Last published Tue, Jun 7, 2016
This is just gonna be me posting about my life.
I guess it'll be more of a personal vent than anything.
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I dreamt of you.
Midnight.
Smiling.
Dancing down the running trail past your house.
Past mainstreet's glimmering lights.
Hands wrapped in mine.
We went to the church again.
Where I first told you,
I liked girls.
We stayed there all night on the swings.
In the children's playground.
Holding each other's hands.
Yours gently, in mine.
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