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Nov 2012
I miss you,
the way you would hug me
and I would press tight against your stomach.
I miss the wrinkles that would appear
besides your eyes when you would smile.
I miss the way your eyes would sparkle,
and light up,
every time you saw me.
I miss your smell,
you smelled like something,
to hard to explain with words.
I miss how you would laugh,
at everything we said,
even if it wasn't funny.
I miss you fozz
Emma Langley
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Emma Langley  Vancouver, Washington
(Vancouver, Washington)   
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