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The first sip of wine, The first and last Sentence Of a book. The ending and beginning note of a song. Last words, First words, Gravestones and last meals, Vows meant to last forever, And whatever song Is running through your mind At two AM. And your smile, When you feel listened to.
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Jun 23, 2020
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