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Jun 2015
Today at work
Someone gave me a honey bun
It was sweet
But not as much as your kisses
It was delicious
But not as much as your tender graze
A million memories of us unfolded
Someone gave me a cup of coffee
I watched the steam rise from the cup
I thought about our souls colliding
Oh, my honey bun.
The Broken Poet
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The Broken Poet  Texas
(Texas)   
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   Pax, ---, --- and Devin Ortiz
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