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Apr 2015
Hey You,

I remember how you held my hand
they were sweaty and too big for me.
I remember your kisses
sloppy and awkward as it should be.
I remember how we could talk until the wee hours of the morning
about stupid things in between "I love you" and "forever."

So now that that is down the toilet
I feel so relieved
to get rid of ****.
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Seven
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