Patterns.
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Last published Tue, Jul 2, 2019
This is my way of sharing how I met and lost the boy I love. I will be adding to this story as much as possible as the story of my life and his together are still going on.
I hope to be able to give whoever reads this a happy ending.
Tip: interpret. What do my words mean to YOU ? Comment, tell me what you think this all means.
This isn't necessarily poetry at the least, its perspective, it's an under detailed novel.
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