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Jan 2020
I have no clue what you look like
Or what your voice sounds like
But you care
We’ve both been hurt
But together we can pick up the pieces,
And fix our broken selves

Though I’ve never truly met you,
Seen your face,
Heard your voice,
Felt your touch,
I feel better knowing you’re there
atticus wilson
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atticus wilson  20/M/The abyss of life
(20/M/The abyss of life)   
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