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Nov 2015
i remember that day in that little park when your were wearing your blue dress with the flowers and i looked at you as the sun danced golden across your eyelids and thought i am so In Love with this girl we were intoxicated with the promise of spring and stardust and flowerbeds already making plans for what we'd do on our 6 month anniversary that day we kissed until our lips were swollen bruised purple like blackberries in late august and i liked how days after whenever i touched my lips i knew you'd been there
Jesse Osborne
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Jesse Osborne  Chicago
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