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Thursday 9 February 2017

Mariña Saavedra

I HATE YOU, I LOVE YOU 


                                            
I miss you when I can't sleep
Or right after coffee
Or right when I can't eat
I miss you in my front seat
Still got sand in my sweaters
From nights we don't remember
Do you miss me like I miss you?





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