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Every year on my calendar I mark this date Trying to manifest What felt like fate Next year I won't Beacuase I've lost faith You'll be happy to know I've forgotten your face Forgotten the imagination Of your taste Lost all desire To be back in your grace Next year and moving forward I'll leave this date blank
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Nov 23, 2023
Nov 23, 2023 at 12:25 PM UTC
November 24th, the day we would wed
Every year on my calendar I mark this date Trying to manifest What felt like fate Next year I won't Beacuase I've lost faith You'll be happy to know I've forgotten your face Forgotten the imagination Of your taste Lost all desire To be back in your grace Next year and moving forward I'll leave this date blank
Nov 23, 2023
clarkia
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Nov 23, 2023
Nov 23, 2023 at 12:25 PM UTC
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