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It is late. It is always late and I wonder how you are and where - It is late, too late and all I can do is miss what I had to leave behind.
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Aug 3, 2018
Aug 3, 2018 at 6:25 PM UTC
For Cori
It is late. It is always late and I wonder how you are and where - It is late, too late and all I can do is miss what I had to leave behind.
had no choice
anne-curtin
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Aug 3, 2018
Aug 3, 2018 at 6:25 PM UTC
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