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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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