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Sep 2015
Remember the smallest of things,
The inside jokes
The best sunsets
The warmest smiles
And the people who gave them;
For one day you will realize they left
And the person who said to be a friend
Is the one pushing you aside from the crowd,
*And you can no longer see the sunsets,
But a pale dark sky hugging your thought.
Nessa dieR
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Nessa dieR  F/N.L. Tamaulipas
(F/N.L. Tamaulipas)   
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