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my pillows hold my first kisses
which were meant to be yours
and so were my first hugs
my pillows heard my first confessions
and my first breakdowns
I cried on them thinking it was your chest
that I sobbed into
I dug my nails deep into them trying to hurt you
and now they ask me
what was it that they did wrong?
-Navneet Kaur Aulakh
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thinking it is only us. I wish to relate to thousands of other voices and thoughts.