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I Miss You Most In The Spring

I remember you handing me my high school diploma. Giving me a copy of Oh, The Places You’ll Go! with a note in the front cover that is now my most prized possession. I remember you telling me how proud you were.

Do You Ever Wonder What If?

I would smile as I poured two glasses of Apothic Red while you sunk into the couch as you did every night. Pizza on the coffee table, wine in our hands. This was our happy place.

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