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May 2016
December was an awful month.
Obnoxious Christmas music
Trees dead
Entitled children
Slay bells ringing blah, blah
*******, *******.
I get out of my car
And my eyes meet yours
And within that moment and every single entire moment after.
December became my favorite month.
December  Is what brought me to you.
December let me look into your green eyes.
December helped me fall in love.
December intrusted me hope.
Now  I sing in the winter.
And I don't hate December anymore.
Because December gave me you.
Marina
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Marina  Delawhere?
(Delawhere?)   
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   Pushkar Mishra
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