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They ran past me at breakneck speed to capture those   last minute trinkets of love I never cared much for anyway until  I no longer   had them to look forward to
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Feb 13, 2015
Feb 13, 2015 at 3:06 PM UTC
Whiplash
They ran past me at breakneck speed to capture those   last minute trinkets of love I never cared much for anyway until  I no longer   had them to look forward to
Grocery  store   Feb 13 ,2005 . Widowed  almost 3 years  at this point  .Almost being run over by this  mad rush of  husbands and boyfriends  buying   their last minute Valentine Day  stuff for their   sweethearts .I was both aggravated  by the stampede   , while simultaneously   feeling a cold  wind  whipping  through me and  a gnawing   ,empty hole  inside my heart. The lack of cheap chocolate  hastily procured on my behalf  ,impacted me  more than  even I  had presumed it would..
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Feb 13, 2015
Feb 13, 2015 at 3:06 PM UTC
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