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Sep 2013
I shake and stumble
Knock down cans of pens
Spilling all over my desk
Grab a purple pen
To fumblingly make a note
A better one
That you can tuck again to your corkboard
One day.
You removed my note. How sad.
Written by
Rlavr  Here
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