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May 2020
Two inches,
you frighten me
and
make me swoon.

I'm at a loss
to know the difference.

I can't tell you why.
I don't know why.
You're living just as well as I,

but baby mouse,
I'm sorry,
you're going to have to go.
Written by
Ryan Dement  34/I'm right here.
(34/I'm right here.)   
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   alina and Valmir Zimberi
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