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I didn't even remember that we were friends. I do remember when I left you, singing Taylor Swift songs in the leader's kitchen. A church activity. And as soon as she left, you all started talking about her; the new Muslim girl was trying to fit in. YOU, the sweet little Mormon girl, talking about someone, treating them like dirt. And I thought " Does she do that to me when I'm not around?"
So I walked away. I see you now, but I don't look back.



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