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Apr 2018
I sometimes get stuck in January
when December was trying to be forgotten
As January rolls into February
and then into March,
time passes before my eyes
But my time with you
is not forgotten.
3/14/18
Forgive the past months, they're a part of you forever.
Abigail Hobbs
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Abigail Hobbs  22/F/Washington
(22/F/Washington)   
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