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bits & pieces from the weekend
- Amanda Albertson
- Jun 4, 2014
- 1 min read
i find myself alone
in a place that feels familiar
a story told on hills
of past lovers
i am
this story
i am
this feeling
- nostalgia
thick as ice
thoughts melt my reality
& the night crawls
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