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May 2013
Your name means nothing to me
I let go of all the bad
Yet all the lessons remain
You taught me not to trust blindly when in love
And to not love blindly when you do not trust
I'm trying to start over
But your lessons remain
Should I thank you?
Or are they just another one of your curses?
Mocedad Torres
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Mocedad Torres  California
(California)   
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