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Jan 2015
Do you remember '95 when we were caught in that monsoon
On that cloudy street corner when the moon peaked through
And we could see each others souls
We were like pale ghouls in our youth
And I loved the way you moved

You smirked and said you'd never forget
You said you'd remember this night forever
Like the way the cracks on the sidewalk looked Like a heart next to the bench we sat on
Like the name of the street, and every how every second fleeted faster with every palpatation of your heart
When we thought we could create things because we were quoting Jean Paul Sartre

We laughed at the irony of the songs that came on my iPod
And what our parents would say when we snuck back in at 6 in the morn
It didn't matter, you were everything I adored about the world
Because even after your death would I go to that street corner and see you soar
In the wind you were, always there
In my arms, grabbing my hair
Your weathered soul will always be fair
My ex lover whether you can hear me or not, I will never forget, I will always keep this ring on my finger
ZWS
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ZWS  29/M/Richmond, VA
(29/M/Richmond, VA)   
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