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Sep 2020
I hope that you think of me
every time that you see yellow
and smell vanilla.

I hope the love that I left with you
smolders in embers
as you think of me in a distant memory.

I hope that the memories of my kiss
lingers in the back of your mind
as one of the dreams that we dreamed of together.

I hope I am not only the best thing that has happened to you


but that i may also be the person you hate the most,
because of the memory of me.
Anna
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Anna  19/F
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