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Sep 2013
I really don't know what I saw in you.

The boy who would talk with me past 1
not realizing a second past

But who would have to work on talking to me
in person.

We would run for three miles together
and only exchange a few sentences.

Somehow, though, that was enough for me.
I have a strange mind
Zephyr
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Zephyr
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   Zoe, Timothy, Jai Rho, --- and Sir B
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