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  • I met her today for the first time in eight years.
    She told me I changed and I thought, "you have no idea."
    I told her she has, too. The truth is, she hasn't.

    She's still friends with three of our old classmates.
    Once upon a time, I would have been the fourth one.


    P.S. the photo is of a rose petal that used to have "Majd + Rafeef" written on it in Arabic. She gave it to me one of our last days together.

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