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- stillerwaters
- Jun 15, 2019
- 1 min read
Once a year we allow ourselves
to fall back.
Back to an easier time,
of innocent emotions,
and safety nets.
Laying down. Chin to chest.
We reminisce.
Only to depart, once again,
back to the real world.
Only to see you again.
Pocky.
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