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Aug 2018
I don’t hold on to these memories because I’m sad,
Not even mad,
Not even reminiscing,
Not even trying to figure out where it went wrong,
Not even thinking about how much I loved you.
I hold on to these memories because I’ve never been hurt this much before.
Written by
Miguel J Figueroa  26/M/Wheaton, IL
(26/M/Wheaton, IL)   
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