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Dec 2014
he's got strong hands and a fickle heart
she's been waiting for him to catch up
he was all look and no leap
until the salt soaked into his lips
and he fell in love with the
taste of language
and her hair grew out
past the knobby part of her shoulders
so he couldn't lean there anymore
but if you close your right eye
and then your left,
They were pretty much the same person.
Kaitlyn R
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Kaitlyn R
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   marie w, ---, --- and ---
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