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i can’t not speak..


my heart sunk that i felt like packing my bags again, fly and let the distance smother my heart..a fresh air from a foreign land and making myself busy to settle down could be a good distraction and help me pick up the pieces that have been broken..i’ve done it before, and there’s a need for me to do it again..i’m not running, i’m creating the space needed..i know you need it..

but i can go..away..
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