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Sep 2015
Ask me what you think of the rain that falls on our heads .It's the most beautiful thing there is for what it dose for us.

Ask me what you think of the way you stand.
You look strong with you firm stance.

Ask me about politics, science, the weather, your favorite sport. Republican, fascinating, terriblely cold and wet, I don't quite understand football.

May I ask you?

What
Do
You
Think
Of
Me?

Do you think of me before you fall asleep and what could this be?

What do you look at when your looking at me?

Is it my nose,my hand, or my eyes?

So let me know what is it or is it the worst thing that I could fear?

Not at all.
Kelsey Bohn
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Kelsey Bohn  26/F
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