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Inbox

We made each other mixtapes in the time of MP4s and iPods. Through ballads, jazz, pop and the occasional EDM, we explored each other’s worlds through the mundane emotions that were life in itself. In the time of social media, we were emails detailing the weeks that passed subjected to opening lines. We were stolen conversations and scheduled talks about school, family, and future. We knit safe nets at our desks for the other without letting them know, slowly meeting somewhere in between through our stitches and knots that made patterns of their own and a picture together. We celebrated silver linings and sighed for lost causes while never forgetting to hype the medals. 

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