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I stole your copy of Green Eggs and Ham. I never meant to, not like the clothing and paints I finagled from your dismissive fingers. And we stopped talking. Oh we didn't mean to, there was no clamorous declaration this is the end No sharp event that caused us two to break apart. And yet this afternoon Sitting alone by my window eating nutella with a spoon, I couldn't say precisely that I miss you without even knowing how long it was since we spoke. But I think Some time it might be nice to show you my new hat and paints and return your old Green Eggs and Ham
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Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 1:14 PM UTC
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I stole your copy of Green Eggs and Ham. I never meant to, not like the clothing and paints I finagled from your dismissive fingers. And we stopped talking. Oh we didn't mean to, there was no clamorous declaration this is the end No sharp event that caused us two to break apart. And yet this afternoon Sitting alone by my window eating nutella with a spoon, I couldn't say precisely that I miss you without even knowing how long it was since we spoke. But I think Some time it might be nice to show you my new hat and paints and return your old Green Eggs and Ham
hey buddy your eyebrows look good today
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Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 1:14 PM UTC
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