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It’s 4am and I’m haunted by your presents although your not here, I still recall your memory.
It’s 4am I can’t do this all over again.
Alone I am all of the time I sit with myself and we are just fine.
Maybe to alone. I might be getting used to it, I shovel and hustle through all the scary shit.
Just myself just me that’s it. I haven’t meet someone that I want to just sit with. Not yet….
4am to late for this I’m off to bed now…