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Wednesday, January 15, 2025

Stare at the Wall

 Sometimes I like to stare at the wall and think that you’re staring at a different wall half across the planet and thinking about me but I know that you’re probably going to pick up the groceries and not ever thinking of me in the same way I think about you

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