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Oct 2012
I love your wallet on my desk,
your shoes on my floor.
Little reminders that you're real,
You actually exist,
You aren't just a dream.
I love your Levi's
that you leave behind when you go.
Each piece like a little love note,
Telling me not to worry.
"I'll be back soon," they say.
Written by
Veronica Baron
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