disappearing_to_find_her
leif
I
daydream
about
becoming
a
missing
person
--the
type
that
doesn't
get
found
.
I
would
drive
until
I
found
you
.
We
could
build
a
bed
of
leaves
and
melt
into
autumn
.
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what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from