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May 2011
You smile as we pass,
But I wonder:
Do you actually remember me?
Or are you just smiling
To be polite?
You always looked so sad,
Like the child whose pet grasshopper
Died.
I sit
And I wonder
If you still know my name,
Or if you recognize my face.
I wonder if I am in your mind
In the same way that you are in mine.
Josh Otto
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