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Mar 2013
The vex of the volunteer
How keen an eye can see
You want it, so do I
I won't ask for it
Neither will you
Stubborn to the death, the both of us
We're complete morons
So obviously secretly intimate
So obliviously insightful
If only it were a simpler thing
This dying love from across the room
Brandon Yates
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