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First love
The mornings we spent laughing
with eggs and bacon
and cups of sweet tea
because we didn’t really
like coffee yet
and with flour on our faces
because we were making pancakes
and you decided to start a fight
These are some
of the warmest places
in my heart
It´s so sad
I can´t remember
what kind of tea you liked
Tuesday 29th September 2020 11:19 pm
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