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Jan 2015
There will be no message sent to any hearts
as I tear up at 3 AM.
Has this holiday punished me with guilt
on your behalf?
I know we moved on.
I get that you are not thinking of me.
Please try to remember the good things we said.
I never wanted you out of my life.
You may be gone,
though there is still a sight of you
and all you taught me.
Good luck,
and never change.
I'll miss you.
Luna Casablanca
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Luna Casablanca
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