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Apr 2018
I am at home.
And then the memory starts.

I remember you,
Your smile,
Your laugh,
Your eyes,
Your scars,
Your voice.

I miss you

I want to cuddle you
I want to tell you how much you mean to me
I want to kiss you and tell you how much I love you

And that makes me miss you even more
(c)ibarker
Barker
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Barker  M/Ottawa
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