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Oct 2015
you're the sweater that got buried during hotter days
under textbooks and novels and journals,
under things i tried to **** your memory with
you're my oldest sweater, i never threw you out
come september, i will long for you again
Some words were tweaked. This was originally written in text speak.
Den
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Den  Manila
(Manila)   
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   Muzaffer and LB Parker
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