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May 2015
I asked her almost every night,

each time we exchanged graces.

"..was I close?"

"almost."

"but that's never enough."

You scratched the surface.

Enough to see a shed,

of my beautiful delicacy.



She should have known.
Manny D
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Manny D  Canada
(Canada)   
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   Danzel and Cecil Miller
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