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The girl who blocked her own shot

You make me explore places in my mind
that were covered in cob webs
The nostalgia returns
and my heart has a purpose again
The empty bench in the subway
that was ours, isn’t so empty anymore
You’ve returned
three years later
Not one thing has changed
except for
You and me



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