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You wore a smile and a scar

in the front seat

of an old Cadillac

we were two kids chasing sunsets

holding on to memories in moments—

all the ways you were

I wish I could’ve bottled it up

that feeling

drinking it now that

you are gone.

 

xx Atticus

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