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Aug 2015
You kissed my sunburned lips,
got my number,
and left with a "let's hang out soon."

We're both bad at conversation,
but our bodies
got our points across.
I made out with my cute coworker
Anna
Written by
Anna  East Jesus Nowhere
(East Jesus Nowhere)   
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