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September 2017

Thank you for loving me when you did

and the way you did.

You didn't break my heart

The sudden ending

and the build up to it

was the catalyst.

Hot glass immersed in cold water shatters.

What will become of that agreement we made

while ascending on the escalators

Of the underground

I don't know

But what becomes of past relationships doesn't necessarily mean it will become of ours.

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