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Jul 2014
i remember how much you loved green, and always hated blue. you liked your toast with a bit of butter, and strawberry jam too.
you always spelled things wrong, and never listened to me.
and you couldn't sing for ****
but to me you were perfect, and that was it.

-s.p.
sarah
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sarah  USA
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