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Oct 2015
A lifelong amount of moments to a matter of seconds in my head, a few drops of liquid in my brain that could have erased all of the miserable feelings in my uneasy gut.

You used to always roll my sleeves up for me, but now my sweaters are in the closet and they're catching dust.
And now winter is coming, but I would have worn them for you in the summer.
Rafael Melendez
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Rafael Melendez  28/M/Austin, Texas
(28/M/Austin, Texas)   
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