Think of Me

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  1. UnknownMay 9, 2018 at 8:07 PM

    So short yet so heartfelt and touching. I was a little confused with your choice to use a hashtag but I think it might be because this was your twitter poetry and it gave it that feel? Otherwise I really liked it

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