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Feb 2015
Hello my old friend,
It’s been a while hasn’t it?
I’ve never been too far away,
oh my dear,
I’ve always been here.
Unspoken traditions
are coming apart at the seams,
And you are you,
And I am me,
And there’s no one else that we could be,
So, my dearest, oldest friend,
Remember,
I’ll be here till the end.
I never really learned how to live without you.
Olivia Rose
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Olivia Rose  New York City
(New York City)   
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