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Mar 2016
"What do you see in me?" she asked
An ever-changing woman
Never the same one two days in a row
In the same morning
Or within the same hour
A multitude of you
Not one ever failed to make me laugh
Not one I'm ever unwilling to love
Mic
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Mic  San Francisco Bay Area
(San Francisco Bay Area)   
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