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Jack I loved you once.
Though, I don’t remember what it felt like,
Or if ever I loved you like I thought I did.
Your kisses were never sweet Jack.
They were sloppy, reckless and,
I never once had to catch my breath.
I never lost it.
The butterflies never came.
Joelly. C. S-POET
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