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Nov 2020
It might have been my spell jar
Or my imagination
But we've been sitting together a lot
For people who don't know eachother very well
In seats for 3
You're never further than one table away
It makes me realise I like having you close
A poem every day
21/7/20
Vic
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Vic  17/Genderqueer/Your local grocery store
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