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Jan 2015
we hold hands

and

kiss

in the theatre,

just like the movies

and I'm so nervous

I can barely follow the plot

your breathing

is so distracting,

and so is your hand on my knee,

I've never been so aware of my knee

and now it feels lonely
steel tulips
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steel tulips  Vancouver
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