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Apr 2019
We promised forever,
Comforted by the thought
We allowed ourselves to let go,
Slowly being engulfed but
The love we presented was neither forever or true
It was conditional—temporary, present but not forever— but
It provided comfort we longed
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Written by
Thea Herrera
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