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Sep 2016
"Do you remember when you used to love me?"
"Of course, I never stopped."
"I'm so happy to see you...I'm so happy you're here...I'm so happy to see you."
Hunched over pools of pink on the concrete I used a bar napkin to dab your tears.

You looked up at me on the dark street and I saw a lamb in those droopy eyes.
You looked up at me from white sheets and I saw Vegas in your smile.
I could write out all of the lovely little details of this experience but I feel like this is simply put and still nice.

For my best friend I'll never stop taking care of.
Sag
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