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Dec 2011
To the first boy I ever loved:
I don't see your face anymore.

To the only boy I ever loved:
I no longer hear your voice.

So finally we meet no longer,
because finally I'm too far gone.
Copyright © Claire Shelton 2011
a kind of nostalgia
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a kind of nostalgia
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