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Jan 2013
I asked him please to come with me--
He told me he could not.
So I showed up with the Belgian boy;
He was my second thought.

But then, from blackest shadows
Stepped my lover to the ball!
He took me by the arm--
We snuck inside the closed-up mall.

We made it to IKEA,
Where we lay down in a tub.
He kissed my face and hair
And I told him I was in love.
Cari Jane Leemaster
Written by
Cari Jane Leemaster  Oregon.
(Oregon.)   
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