Nov 2017
She's still around.
And it's not too late.
So I can still.
Think of her.
And smile.
I.
Can.
Love her.
What's it matter.
She is good.
In my mind.
Always.
And it's not too late.
So I can still.
Think of her.
And smile.
I.
Can.
Love her.
What's it matter.
She is good.
In my mind.
Always.
(34/M/Somewhere in Canada)
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