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Oct 2019
I could still smell your perfume hours after you left
It felt like reading someone else’s mail
Some lovesick ***** prose meant for him
Maybe someday you’ll feel like writing me again
Robby
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Robby  38/M/Arkansas
(38/M/Arkansas)   
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