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Feb 2017
I wish you could remember me as the calm before the storm, but we all know I'm quite the opposite. I hope every time you think of me, you remember all that I am and not all that I am not. By now, you'd think I'd have learned things are never as they seem. And life hardly happens as we wish. And I have been begging the priest to beg god to make you come home, but so far I'm just losing my faith
it'll always be you
allison
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