COOKIE

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ABSTRACT POEMS

 

    I did not want it to be true.

  Cookie, I will miss you.

  All that we did do.

  Never wanted it to be through.

  It was see, so much fun for me.

  I never wanted it to be done.

  Your story told.

  A earm body going to get cold.

  Cookie, I'LL MISS YOU.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

RIP COOKIE

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