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your laughter echoed through my head,
as i laid awake in bed,
trying to figure out how we got here.

how i started to miss you,
when you're still there.

your touch,
your lips,
your laughter,
your humor,
your hands,
everything about you,
somehow belonged

to someone else...

to someone else

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