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Sep 2020
We never
walked together
beneath the falling leaves.
We never
made love
in the evening dew.
Now... We
never will.
Written by
stratton wayne stclair  64/M/Roanoke, Va
(64/M/Roanoke, Va)   
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   Lori Tolentino and Aparna
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