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Aug 2022
Ave
I won't forget how it started,
Us looking for faith,
Coming from you all the words,
I was too afraid to say,

I won't forget how it went on,
Same old gray couch,
Touching elbows,
Never too close

And it's such jubilation
With flying, pointing arrows,
Late night talks, your hundred tales,
You left me in an empty maze

Sunday church,
The cheat card games,
As I think back now,
It feels unreal

So I drink my tea,
Let You laugh at me,
And on one summer Sunday eve,
I turn around to watch you leave.
Dolores
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