Another Love
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Complete Mon, Jan 6, 2014<5 mins
I remember her so clearly.
I remember her smile.
I remember her voice.
I remember her so well. All the little things, like the way her eyes softened when she sang, the way she tilted her head and let her hair cover her eye when she was shy or afraid.
I remember the day she died.
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