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Saturday Evening


Hello,

It's been a long time since we've spoke,

I feel that I've never truly heard noise out your throat,

I couldn't forget what you said to me and some days I stare at this photo,

Do you remember what it felt like? The day in the snow?

I don't like to think about it, although,

Things have changed and I think I'm... you know?

I don't care that it will never be the same between us two, so...

Forget it.

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