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Jan 2023
In another life, another room, another morning, I would have smiled back at your crooked teeth and your frizzy bangs. I would have grabbed your hand as we walked, held it so tight my fingers would go cold. I would have said something different, something that would make you fall in love with me. Then you would smile at me. You would hold my hand. You would have said yes, and I would have asked in the ******* first place.
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Lisa Stegeman
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