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May 2013
Remember
When every secret was ours alone?
Nor do I, dear love.
Our lives together have been documented.
As we hide from ourselves,
And each other,
Everyone else can see
What we have avoided.
Not blind,
Rather, refusing to see in color
Remember when
I loved you less than I do
Nor do I, my love.
Nor do I.
Charlotte
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Charlotte
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