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Apr 2017
I see and I love, but I close my eyes and I picture you.
It's folded, lost color, and burnt beyond recognition.
Each night I leave it on your doorstep.
And each day, I love.

But I always close my eyes again.
Rafael Melendez
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Rafael Melendez  28/M/Austin, Texas
(28/M/Austin, Texas)   
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