February 2012
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idopageants:
sometimes i wonder if people from my past ever think of me the way i think of them: like a gust of wind, the kind of thought that is profound for just a few minutes, one that leaves me asking “where are you now?” and “how have you been?” without the desire for answers, or, at least, the desire to get answers.
sometimes i wonder.
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