three ; last dance

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Satine,

     I wish we had our very last dance. I could've held your hands for as you rested your head on my shoulder, with a smile across your face. We could've reminisced about our days on Mandalore when we were still young, and laugh at in once we remembered how terrible we looked. The pain could've been less if I saw your cheerful blue eyes for the last time. But I didn't.

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⏰ Last updated: May 26, 2016 ⏰

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