My 1st Love
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Last published Mon, Jan 4, 2016
I remember our great memories and how we used to make fun of each other. I remember how you loved my smile and color of my black glasses. And how warm your letterman's jacket was and the color of your light green eyes that were as green as a green apple or the grass on a nice hot summer day. The fun we had were even better than the ones that we were together. Now it is time for me to share our story...
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