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I love you.
You said
when we were walking
in the park.
I love you.
You said
when we we layed
on the grass.
I love you.
You said
before you kissed me
under the mistletoe.
I love you.
You said.
But now,
those are just memories
that's meant to be
forgotten.

S. J.

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