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the way
my name
rolled of
your tongue,
your sweet
voice calling
me. just
like how
she did.

the rosy
tint of your
cheeks, a
mix of pink
and peach.
just how
hers was.

but you're
not her.

but i think that
it doesn't
really bother
me that much.

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