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Aug 2012
We just met.

You said "hi".

I was so surprised I could die.

We talked like we fit like clicks of locks.

You stared. Gazed. Star gazed.

At me.

                                                            ­                                             Until I discovered you have a girlfriend.

                                                    ­                                            Now I'm going to staple myself to the carpet.
Veronica Emilia
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Veronica Emilia  New York
(New York)   
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