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Saturday, October 8, 2011
One Hundred and Forty Two
Iva.
Anastasia.
I didn't know you.
Either of you.
Not really.
So I didn't go to your funerals.
But there hasn't been a day that's gone by
that I don't think of you.
I keep trying to measure my life in love for you.
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