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Jun 2015
She thought she got rid of you
and apart you both grew.
But, every now & again
you wander in her brain.

Awakening a bittersweet ache,
a truth falls down like rain:
Her favorite mistake,
is what you'll always remain.
NivineKalach
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NivineKalach
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