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Yesterday i carved your name into the surface of an ice cube then held it against my chest til it melted into my aching pores today i cried so hard the neighbors knocked on my door and asked if I wanted to borrow some sugar.

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Andrea Gibson
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: August 13
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