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When I remember you I think of footsteps in the hall The sound of cutlery on glass And the way you'd answer calls When I remember you I think of your coffee cup Your filthy silver car And your short sleeve button ups When I remember you I see your eyes crease when you smile The redness of your cheeks Your weekly coordinated style When I remember you I think of what could have been If we had another chance Would we walk away again?
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May 27, 2020
May 27, 2020 at 8:32 PM UTC
Georgia
When I remember you I think of footsteps in the hall The sound of cutlery on glass And the way you'd answer calls When I remember you I think of your coffee cup Your filthy silver car And your short sleeve button ups When I remember you I see your eyes crease when you smile The redness of your cheeks Your weekly coordinated style When I remember you I think of what could have been If we had another chance Would we walk away again?
05/07/2020
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May 27, 2020
May 27, 2020 at 8:32 PM UTC
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