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i'm not sure what he saw in me. maybe it was my crooked canine tooth when i smiled or how i always complained about the heat rather than the cold. maybe it was how my hands were always ripped, blessed by the sea water or how my hair turned blond in the summer, brown in the fall. i'm not sure what he saw in me. and now that i'm miles away i can't help but think what happens if i had stayed?
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Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 7:44 PM UTC
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i'm not sure what he saw in me. maybe it was my crooked canine tooth when i smiled or how i always complained about the heat rather than the cold. maybe it was how my hands were always ripped, blessed by the sea water or how my hair turned blond in the summer, brown in the fall. i'm not sure what he saw in me. and now that i'm miles away i can't help but think what happens if i had stayed?
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Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 7:44 PM UTC
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