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The Past 24

I logged into my Facebook account for the first time in two months today.
I got the fuck out quick as fuck.

I’m toying with the idea of
Re-downloading the instagram account
Just so I can get the love again

Because on twitter
I gets no love

But I’d rather not
When I think about it
At the end of the day

Because these would be cheap love
Love that I cannot hold
Love that I cannot kiss
Just some ethereal love
The love that happens
When two people think about
Each other at the exact same time
or at the very least

In the past 24 hours.

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