March 9th 2016

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alone
····with the moon—descending into
········darkness
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I’m almost always last to go to sleep. I wonder if I’ll forget tonight too, as with almost every other night. If it seems tomorrow will be like today, it never is. Each day brings something new, but each day we’re also always saying good-bye.
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124 March 9th 2016 | bottlecap

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