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I smell the way you used to smell when you gave me your clothes.

I realized that today

I mourned it like I've done so many times before

And i held you in my arms

Like a child

And i mourned


And i cried

Until i drowed in your handwriting

And the card you gave me on valentines day


You wrote i love you on the back

Do you remember?


(i made you a playlist)

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