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Jul 2021
Here I'm, left with all the things we bought together
Each with a story of it's own, walking me down the memory lane
Of the deeds we did together.

First shower, first ***, first fight & first laugh
All wrapped into the things we bought for each other
Waiting for me to set them on fire.
We all felt this at some point
Written by
Dinesh Padisetti  31/M/United States
(31/M/United States)   
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