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Jul 2019
You slowly forget little things about me
I’d never forget the way you move through air
I’d remember for the rest of my life how you sit so poised and elegantly
The melody of your voice soothes me and I can’t help but stare
I’ll never forget your lovely hands or the way you once touched my hair
Eleanor Sinclair
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Eleanor Sinclair  24/F/The Enterprise
(24/F/The Enterprise)   
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