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Mar 2020
I try to avoid working in the area he is in...
Picking up orders to deliver...
My route sometimes takes me near him...
I pass by the main street I would turn to get to him...
He is right there!
So close!
I want to leap out of my car and run to him...
As my car continues on the path to deliver Door Dash...
My heart and my soul leaves me and wants to go towards him...
I can't...
All I can do is cry...
CrackedPistachio
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