Prologue

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Not too long ago I met someone. It was a late night out with my friends in our dangerous town, but when I laid eyes on my soul mate all the danger washed away and I could only think of how full my chest was. That someone was you. We where in the arcade for hours. You told me your name but I never really got it. And later that night you died. I wish I remembered your name. I can't even remember your face.

These are poems to my dead lover.

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