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Aug 2014
From now on whenever you see
the moon,
you will remember the way my hair smelled,
you will remember my essence,
you will remember me.

and my love will leave you
behind like the shadows
that stay away from the sun.

**-DB
Dulce Berkowitz
Written by
Dulce Berkowitz
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