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Jul 2013
There were pictures of us on the wall
Right above the bed
and a note you wrote in blue ink with a felt tip pen
you slipped it in my pocket
when we went to the park
and we acted like idiots and raced to the swings
remembering things is too **** easy for me
Violet Hooper
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