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Sep 2020
your eyes said it all,
but your words hurt the most.
at least we got to kiss
and hold each other
and laugh
one last time.

you were my wife,
but how you're an acquaintance.
sure, we can be friends,
but i won't be able to control myself.
this is going to be hard.
i'll miss you.
noelle
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noelle  18/F
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