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Jun 2014
Do you remember when I walked to your house that summer?
It was vegas in july, and I wore a sweater,
I had a backpack full of tea and a mind full of last winter.
Do you remember that winter when I walked to your house?  
It was vegas in December and I wore a sweater, I had a backpack filled with tea
And no place to be but with you that Christmas eve.
You clung to my sweater
I knew you'd remember.
I love you.
This was written for my best friend I haven't seen/spoken to in awhile.
Keelyn Mac
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Keelyn Mac  27/M/California Long Beach
(27/M/California Long Beach)   
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