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Aug 2020
In between drinks he whispered,
“I just know, if you’re ever going to leave me, look me in the eyes and  just rip my heart out.” You said to me with your whiskey flavored breath.
-Close encounters
Written by
Patty P  F/Somewhere in Space
(F/Somewhere in Space)   
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