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I walked right past you today. I think that's the closest I've been to you in a year. I don't think you noticed me as I was wearing glasses, but I certainly noticed you. It was pretty surreal. I couldn't believe that of all places you'd be in Coquitlam.
No butterflies. No longing. Just luck. But I still think of you. With no love or affection. Just a memory of my past.
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