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Mar 2022
Every Wednesday for the rest of her life,
She said.
I am safe with her love,
She said.
I will always love you,
She said.
But one thing she didn’t say is
She’ll never leave.
Now she’s gone,
And I have to be okay with that.
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Always Second
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   Lawrence Hall and Aishu
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