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Nov 2015
A letter from you to me.
I never opened it.
I just sat wishing you'd just send a post card so I could see it for what it was.
I didn't want to rip the seem that your lips and tongue once danced across.
Because there would be another delivery soon.
lexandra marie gonzalez
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lexandra marie gonzalez  San Antonio, Tx
(San Antonio, Tx)   
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