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Aug 2017
Your favorite number is eight
Because on its side it makes infinity
It became a mark of our friendship
Something you always sent to me

It meant we were friends forever
That we would never part
That you would always feel this way
Deep in your heart

But it didn't mean anything
It was all a lie
And you just left me here
Without a proper goodbye
Nikki
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Nikki  30/F/United States
(30/F/United States)   
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