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Mar 2021
Three months have passed and I hate to say I got used to you
Your touch
Your scent
Your quirky ways
A shadow of you stands by me now
Yet Im beside myself
Grieving the lose of warmth and comfort
Three months it will take again to rebuild the wall I broke down for you
So that no one else canΒ make their way through
Divine Santiago
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Divine Santiago  26/F/Gardner, MA
(26/F/Gardner, MA)   
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