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Dec 2019
I'm a sucker for your poetry.
Maybe that's because it's the only way you're still in my life.
It went downhill after I left ya.
I don't even have your number anymore,
But you know me. It's engraved in my memory. My courage isn't though. I need to look for that first.

P.S. The picture is ugly and I love it.
A poem every day.
Your Local Grocery Store
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Your Local Grocery Store  Non-binary/Aisle 13/He, Him
(Non-binary/Aisle 13/He, Him)   
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