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Molly Cuddy

  • December 5, 2017By Molly Cuddy

    This is how I felt about the only boy I’ve ever truly loved. I didn’t know him long, and I haven’t seen him in years, but his memory remains within this poem. There is a fire inside me. A match, ready to be struck lingering in the depths of me under my skin, maybe even

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