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Jan 2015
it was the month of december
the night of which there was snow
do you remember?
it was the night before you let me go

we left before the play ended
for it began to get even colder
and that was when I realized you pretended
but I held it in and rested my head on your shoulder
Amethyst
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Amethyst  new york
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   jude rigor and CapsLock
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