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Sep 2012
When I First Met Her,
It Wasn't Even Classified As Meeting,
She Was Rude,
Crude,
Was Making Statements That I Could Never Say,
Then The Next Time We Met
It Was At A Crowded Table,
I A Somewhat Shy Girl (Not Really),
Was Invited To Sit Down,
I Was Afraid To Sit With All Those,
Those,
Rough,
Tough People Who Barley Accepted Anyone,
But I Sat And Made Friends,
We Really Didnt Talk All That Much,
And I Moved Away To A Different Table,
But In A Few Months,
I Returned,
And We Became Close,
We Exchanged Numbers,
Had A Few Conversations,
But Then She Told Me,
I Was One Of Her Inspirations,
We Became Close As,
Conjoined Twins,
And Now I Know,
We Will Stick Together Through Thick And Thin
To Katti:) Since You Wrote One For Meeeee:D
Sydney Victoria
Written by
Sydney Victoria  F/Minnesota
(F/Minnesota)   
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