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days like these i want to fall asleepand pretend i don't exist. to fall asleep with the moon and awaken to it as well. on days like these the rain is chilling - not comforting. i feel lost as if i am young and can't find my mother. on days like these i cannot tell the difference between raindrops and my tears - they taste the same, on days like these. i want to lie in the grass, grow roots, and become something else - anything to escape on days like these.
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