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Jan 2019
you were as a kid that day and the one after and then again and after that too and I'm not sure what was in your OJ that first morning, the tuesday morning, that you shrank 10 pants sizes and threw out your books to make room for bright things but I wish I'd had apple juice in my fridge that day
emma hunt david
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emma hunt david  21/F/Appleton, wi
(21/F/Appleton, wi)   
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