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Jan 2012
So numb
and heavy,
eyelids flutter shut
turmoil within my gut
peach scented tea
howling for me,
wafting my way
all thanks to you

Breakfast is important
that you've taught me;
It vitalizes me, your

      favorite kind of day

thank you dear for coming my way
I appreciate this sweet gesture,
you are one too kind;
won't you bring me donuts every day?

          *For you, I don't mind
Roberta Day
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Roberta Day  30/F/Austin, Tx
(30/F/Austin, Tx)   
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