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Mar 2013
We were innocent

Quite a while ago.

We did not know

That holding hands was draining love

That sharing hats made thoughts too personal

That raindrops melted our skin together

That our frivolous youth

Made us inseparable

And existing impossible

When we parted.
Rosaline Moray
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Rosaline Moray
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