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october 23, 2012

dear adam,

it's starting to freeze outside, which reminds me of last october when I slipped down the steps to your apartment and sprained my ankle.

it was minor, but you were at my beck and call for weeks afterward, bringing me tea and flowers just to make me smile.

we went through more icepacks than I even thought was possible, but

there's not enough ice in the world to numb the memories of you.

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