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Apr 2017
For awhile, for too long,
I tried to wake up
and smell her smile,
even after I walked,
a few miles, to get her
car out of a snow pile.
she told me she had me
fine, played another
style, only she had on file,
that left it all defiled.
Hank Roberts
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Hank Roberts  30/M/Portland
(30/M/Portland)   
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