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Saturday, April 26
sometimes i would sneeze and you'd mistake it for a cough and ask me if i wanted some water. and i'd say no, that i didn't want to enhale water into my nose, and you'd cock your head and give me a look like dying. i'd shake my head and shake you off.
but there were times when you were unshakeable, when you clung like wet clothing on a humid day that wouldn't dry, and in my head i was hastily trying to take you off, shake you off, and throw you out the car window. but you pierced my eyebrow with blue eyes that attacked from behind.
Maria 12:05:00 PM
Tuesday, April 22
yeesh what crappy poems! oi vey!
Giorgie 7:45:00 PM
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