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Feb 2015
Oh, what a day for joy!

One scrum and a run for score
I'm making it, I'm making it
And oh boy, what a win!

May not be bigger than the rest, but never run.
Never underestimate the tinier package.
Unspoken contract in this wiring.

Sitting at my desk, head in piles of paper
unexpected surprise, really, a double take
Jaw dropping through the floor, it's you.
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