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The Cursed Blessing

I love to see people

LOVE one another.

I miss those days

of passing notes

and meeting in person

just to say hey.

 

Or those long nights

of chatting on the phone for hours.

Listening to slow jams and

telling each other your greatest desires.

 

Full of Romance.

Filled with Friendship.

Loads of Laughter.

 

Technology,

both the curse

and the blessing.

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michelle-e-alba
34 / F / Dominican
Published
Mar 25, 2019
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