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Dec 2020
I can't face you and tell you I love you, because my thoughts are too big and my mouth is too small. I want to carry every piece of you even if I know in the end, that I will fall.
* I sent him this poem. He said "It doesn't hurt to fall if you have someone to catch you."
Eleanor
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Eleanor
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   Grace Summers
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