Fondness

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My fondest memories are of you, the way you laugh and smile. How you think I dont know when you're sad. When you weep into my shoulder knowing I wont judge you. My fondest memories are of us and the beauty we grow. It's the way you hold me when I cry and the way you whisper into my ear reminding me everything's going to be okay. My fondest memories will always be of you

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