ASSIGNMENTS:
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Dove
San Francisco, California USA
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REPORTS:
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Goodbye to holding on to you,
to holding on to the baby clothes we bought for the babies that we never had,
to holding on to every sweet, adventurous, beautiful, and bitter moment we shared for over five years,
to the dreams we promised we would fulfill for the other.
Goodbye burned out house,
the one that contained the last of our love and the last of our arguments between it's walls,
where we never really did say goodbye to one another.
Goodbye dreams of birds in nests,
goodbye to all of my brokenness, all of my faults
all of the places in me you told me were broken as you walked out our door.
Goodbye, Little Bird.
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