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Apr 2013
I drank my last of you,
in my coffee this morning.
I put every memory into the cup,
and stirred it with sugar
before I swallowed it down.
It was very bittersweet,
but I need to let you go.
I can see how happy you've been,
happier than I ever made you
and I am happy for you,
even though it hurts.
So I put all of you,
into my cup,
kisses, words, memories
and drank them down
because it is time to let you go,
and move on,
I will always love you,
but it will be a different kind of love.
*Goodbye, Kolt
Portland Grace
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Portland Grace  23/F
(23/F)   
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   Shashank Virkud and ---
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