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october fifteen, two thousand and fifteen

You never showed up at school anymore, but you would wait for me in front of my house every week days, and we would climb and stay at our tree house, just like old times.

But the difference is that sometimes silence clouded the atmosphere between us. But once in a while you would talk about your mom, and I would ease the sadness that blanketed your grieving thoughts and your fractured heart.

Love,
Chanmi

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