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September 18, 2019
On The Grieving of Relationship Past
Will I ever look at my phone and not think - it's you - with trepidation but excitement?
Yes.
Of course.
I know it will come.
It always comes.
Like winter when the first snow kills all the flowers. Both were beautiful.
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