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Feb 2017
I'm jealous
Of that tee shirt
The way it so carelessly lays
Against his ink covered skin
I wish I were that
Tee shirt
Silly unrequited love. To wish to be a shirt. How very silly. But silly I am.
Gidgette
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Gidgette  UnReality
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