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Jun 2016
I still have your single black sock-
It is a reminder that I am not the only one who
lost something
when you left:
misfit parts of you are still sprinkled across my bedroom
(it is a lesson for the both of us)
what else am I to do?
Leigh Marie
Written by
Leigh Marie  Boston, MA
(Boston, MA)   
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