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Jun 30
I don’t want to write
Like anyone else.
I want to fit into my words
Like my fingers fit
Interlaced through his,
Made for each other
By some strange design,
Some string of code,
Some higher power,
Something, somewhere,
I cannot control
And I cannot see
And I do not think about,
It just fits and it fits right.
Amy Perry
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Amy Perry  28/F/San Diego, CA
(28/F/San Diego, CA)   
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