memory is an image of perfection and i somehow, remember all of you. make believe is my memory of perfection and delicately i've pieced you together just like something of clockwork. you're kind, you smile so lightly and you breathe so deeply when we kiss. you're in tune with yourself and with the beats of the world. you break hearts with grace and
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It's raining up here too.
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