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I didn’t write this; I found it between layers of my clothes on someone else’s bedroom floor in a foreign country.

I thought a lot about what to do and then decided that seeing as it was tucked in among my belongings it wouldn’t be entirely unreasonable for me to take it and keep it secret for years and years and not show anyone until now, when I’m much older and and it’s been so long that I sort of can’t remember being hopelessly infatuated any more.

I found it the other day and had completely forgotten it but somehow kept it with me through, I think, eight house moves and one change of continent. I was looking for something else entirely, and it was so strange to find this.

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