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Aug 2016
His smile broke my heart
I can't forget his voice
his looks
the look on his face when we first met
the way he knew me
more than anyone else
when he knew I was smiling
without looking
the way he was just as weird
the way he didn't care that I was
he'll always be my first love
Kathleen Cisneros
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Kathleen Cisneros  20/F/my head
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