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Aug 2020
I'd read your hand written letters a thousand times more.
Your notebook style mind was open for me to explore.
You drew my feelings like rivers and saw where they frayed.
I never loved you but I wish that you had stayed.
All my mistakes tore the little book bindings you made.
You where the only one compatible with my un compatible brain.
Written by
Anna Josephine
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     blackbiird, ---, Carlo C Gomez and Colm
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