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Oct 2016
I saw you today.
You looked just as good as the day I met you.
Your hair was slicked back, just like I remembered.
You were wearing your favorite shirt.
Your shoes, Your lips, YourΒ Β hands,
all the same.
But your eyes have changed, my dear.
They have her reflection in them, instead of mine.
Aubrey Valdez
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Aubrey Valdez
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