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Apr 2015
She wore it proud around her neck.
Usually hidden by her hair,
She was the only one who really knew it was there.
It reminded her, that she had love.
It warned her, that she had love.
But she let go.
And so she wears her locket,
The chain like a noose around her neck.
Always there.
Love locket lostlove lettinggo
Caitlin
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Caitlin  America
(America)   
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   Timothy
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