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Jun 2015
I almost died thinking of you.
I turned on the wrong burner.
Lost in thought I smelt fire.
The brownies burnt and water never boiled.
I turned on the wrong burner...
Mad was sad and sad was grumpy.
All sorts of emotion.
But the fact of the matter is...

Whats your name again ?
Whats my age again?

I liked the idea of you
An amorphous shape.
A Single cell organism
with an idea of me.

Now you know and know I know.
Short term memory or selective hearing
Kamblamian
Written by
Kamblamian  Mesa, Arizona
(Mesa, Arizona)   
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