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Jan 2018
It was our last memory together.
I never knew the beach got cold,
Or that in the shower you glow gold.
You told me you'd be waiting for me.
I wish you meant what I was thinking.
"I'm in love with you."
"I guess this is goodbye."
And just like that, she was gone.
josh wilbanks
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josh wilbanks  north carolina
(north carolina)   
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