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Nov 2012
You were mine.
I watched our show again today
It reminds me of that one day.
At the time,
I needed your touch just to belong
The TV never remained on for long.
We combined,
Like seawater mixes with the sand
I only wish I knew beforehand...
I was blind.
Jessie
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