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Dec 2014
Winter is colder without you. Your hands used to keep my fingers warm and my heart happy. I try so hard not to miss you, but now it's 24 degrees and my hands are so cold and I wish you were here.
To someone I lost
Michaela B
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Michaela B  nc
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