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Jul 2015
I know I laugh too loud
   I like to stay up too late
   My jokes aren't always funny
   And I'm not super into frisbee

I'm afraid of water
   Math is my sworn enemy
   I paint with too much paint
   And I flirt as well as a rock

But you wake up early
   Run the extra mile
   Just to bring me my tea
And I wish I knew how to thank you
I don't understand life.
Though I think I am starting to get a handle on the basics.
WickedHope
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WickedHope  26/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell
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