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Jun 2014
The coffee is ready; please come back.
By the way, I watered the plants and I changed the sand of the cat.

I need you to return me the books that I lent you.
Oh, I also rent a movie... We can watch it together if you come back.

Please; darling, come back. This is hurting me in the bones, in the sheets of the bed andΒ Β in the cigarettes we used to smoke.

Come on, you know I'm very bad at writing. When you read this you probably don't want to come back.

Come back and ***** my life; please come back.
Written by
Anyelo Montero  Venezuela.
(Venezuela.)   
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