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Apr 2019
Remember when you were pink
in the head like bubble gum? I could
chew you in wads and move you
to corners of my mouth. And as we played

the bubbles would float in a parade. Strawberry-
lemonade sifted through the hairs of our
skin. We frolicked like unborn twins. Who would
go first? And push this *** out. We were

shiny silver pinballs hitting off the
bumpers. I was banging my foot vivaciously
as thumper. So much so I bore a hole
in your floor. And from then, everything else fell in.
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  56/F
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