One Last Farwell

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Last published Mon, Jan 4, 2016

All good things come to an end. I think I knew it did too, but I always thought we were different. That you and I were forever. But High School was unkind. Life in general was unkind. Therefore, we'd come to an end, but that was okay, because what we had was beautiful and it was something I'd never forget.

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