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[sexyfrappuccino]

i miss them
faded from the summer

what's left to be happy about?
everything has already been said

resign myself to non-depression
sleep through october
watch as november lies down flat

this is loneliness
a well-manicured white noise
the effortless silence gone

i got up and left
the sunrise and sunset forgotten
i came home on the first try

i'd simply run out of things to say.

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