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Aug 2021
At times I feel like I stole something
             If you rotted
If you have laid yourself into the earth
             Just know that
You made my soil far richer than I could have
             You are the reason I bloomed
Gavin,
I have not forgotten.
WickedHope
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WickedHope  27/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell
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