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Old jeans

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Poetry. And Letters. Prose. 
"You know when old jeans no longer have that new feeling and you hate them? Just like old love." - Lily
Lily is a girl that has her heart crushed like throwing away your favorite jeans. These are love letters that he never read.
Until an unexpected plot twist...All Rights Reserved

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