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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.
DecemberΒ Β Is what brought me to you.
December let me look into your green eyes.
December helped me fall in love.
December intrusted me hope.
NowΒ Β 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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