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Jan 2012
I know you'll miss me when I'm gone.
You'll miss my warmth, the spark we had on the tip of your tongue.
The smell of my cologne,
Those restless nights, our songs,
You should've kissed me one last time,
you'll miss me when I'm gone.
Jonathan Fernandez
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Jonathan Fernandez
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     Timothy and Jonathan Fernandez
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