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Aug 2013
I remember the first time we met
Maple leaves flying everywhere
Wind blowing gently
People in the park
Everything so peaceful
So quiet


Nope.
Would have liked to meet you
That way
But couldn't
Instead
We were in said school
In home room
To be honest

And I.....






....got lost seeing you.
Just something at midnight, this is a true thing (not first part) but yeah, memories...
Sir B
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Sir B  Mind Palace
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