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Dec 2018
Deletes her number...
Misses her...
Downloads that song...
And the bass-guitar at the beginning invites to memory, the scent of her conditioned hair.
When the lyrics reach the second line and verse?
Her number comes back to mind- jus' like that.  
So he writes it down, saves it back to his phone.
And now...
He remembers she said; "You'll think of me"
-before the door slammed...
Josh Cooper
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Josh Cooper  M/Malawi, Africa
(M/Malawi, Africa)   
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