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Jun 2011
I dreamed I kissed someone else like
Your bumper brushing so delicately against
The back taillight of the blue jeep
In front of us.
“Why’d you hit me so hard?”
It yelled,
Like I wanted this to happen.
Written by
Rachel Altvater
114
   Neurotica
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