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Nov 2014
Do you remember Saturday mornings?

Passing notes across the table,
Exchanging juvenile expressions,
Laughing and learning
About who we really were.

It was during this time with you
I discovered myself.
Now I'm lost again, I need your help.

I have forgotten Saturday mornings,
And Friday afternoons,
And every late night.

Do you remember Saturday mornings?
Because I'm trying so hard not to forget.
WickedHope
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WickedHope  27/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell
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