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Remember
My beauty is one thing I intend to leave behind.
For what it's worth.
Time is finite.
As are we.
When I knock on your door.. remember.. I was there.
I left you the very best of me.
Love,
LostGirl
Published 29th Sep 2019
Author's Note
He messages me.. where are you? Nowhere, really. 1 year past due and waiting..
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