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Sep 2016
Twelve months. 52 Weeks.
One year is all it takes,
Before your "now"s
Turn into used to "be"s.

Things that used to make you smile,
now fill tears and longingness in your eyes.

How forever is now just a myth,
when it used to be an adjective to your relationship.
Justine Kiss
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Justine Kiss
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