forward(ed)

you tried to pick up the pieces

glue them together

but didn't your teacher explain?

you'll need tape for that.

written on three pages

the love lost from our time

the effort found

too late

the necklace you wanted

all in the post

heading my way

but I must say

I'm sorry

she doesn't live at this address anymore

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