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Dec 2022
What do you say,
Till tomorrow in Paris,
But tomorrow never comes,
Grammar lessons were wrong,
Not ever sentence has a period,
Some people are like songs,
They are here,
We enjoy them,
We try to interpret,
It ends the same way every time,
They don’t continue on and on,

I will miss you my friend.
Shaylie
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