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Jul 2018
I lost you like the trees lose their leaves.
I went through the seasons, I felt all the things.
With rain and sun, I've grown some,
but I couldn't grow a new you.

snapping branches remind me
that everything moves on.
It all comes, it all leaves.
Ramona Argo
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