thoughtsintowords
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Close to me, you were more than a friend, on some Bonnie and Clyde type vibe.
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I couldn’t resist staring into the perpetual night sky. Resting under the tree of knowledge, I feel so alone. I contemplate just who am I, living right or dying wrong? What’s the weight of my accomplishments? My mind conflicted with the who’s and whys. If time is God given, what do I get if I…
Rose Red Snow White 