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Mar 2011
No.
It couldn't have been me.
I was out for a walk
Reading poetry by the sign
That warns "Enter at your own Risk"
I was dreaming of dreams
Wishing for wishes
Far too preoccupied for that
Sort of thing

Why do you ask?
Is it something I said?
A casual conversation misinterpreted?
You're scaring me.

Anyhow, it couldn't have been me
I'm simply too
too
too
distracted
by you?
True story.
Samuel
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Samuel  27/M/Fremont, CA
(27/M/Fremont, CA)   
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   Cory Segundo
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