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Mar 2017
My family and I went out to dinner that chilly evening.

As we drove home I cried over you silently in the backseat, hidden by the darkness of the night.

No matter how delicious that dinner was, the bitter taste of you still lingers in my mouth.
Ashley Dewicki
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Ashley Dewicki  F/Livonia, Michigan
(F/Livonia, Michigan)   
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