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Apr 2011
We sit sometimes across from each other
We talk, you give me your pencil, I give you my ring

Me, mine, my. Oh my.

You're stronger than me, I learnt it last Tuesday
when the air smelt of fish and you said, "This reminds me of the time I almost drowned."

You, yours, your. Your friends, your lifestyle, you're lovely.

My ring.
Kyra Rae
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