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Feb 2016
You had called me
a word
I had never heard.
You called me
a word
I did not know
I could be.
You called me
a word
that made me fall,
that made me fall so
**** hard for over
four long straight
years.
All because of that
one foreign word
you had called me...
Beautiful.
Alaska
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Alaska  26/F
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