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Feb 2019
a ******* a date once asked me
how i got so wise,
she spun the milk into her
tea, i stared at the twister
she made in her mug with
a tiny spoon.

i still dont know how
to tell someone
i want to impress
that i dont know what im doing.
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     mila and Fawn
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