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Jun 2013
twenty-six days into
the year, while i was
still, as yet, beset
by that december midnight,
but you,
you helped me forget.

i owe you more
than i can count, a
priceless debt;
you gave me such
a gift, the euphoria
called forelsket.
(c) noa harriott
noa harriott
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noa harriott  seattle
(seattle)   
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   jude rigor
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