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Oct 2015
if i remember correctly
you picked
the apple first,
and when we entered the house
of the Loved Ones,
it was only then
that you told me
what you’d done
and now i am homeless
and you are still
the one i love
Anabel
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Anabel  New York
(New York)   
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