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Oct 2012
These letters to friends

Could write novels

Of the relationships

Of the past

Of old enemies

and old flames

Speaking volumes

To the present

To where I am now

To who I am now

Of the irony

Of my life

Even at this very hour.

These letters to friends

Could write novels.
Written by
Connor Sullivan
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   Amelia
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