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Oct 2015
No matter how many times I could write about you leaving, no amount of words could ever prepare me for it. I never knew what I would do when that day came, I put myself into so many scenarios. I suppose at least I no longer need to test myself.

The answer all along was nothing at all.
There was not a **** thing I could do.
Rafael Melendez
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Rafael Melendez  28/M/Austin, Texas
(28/M/Austin, Texas)   
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