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Jun 7
i had a dream that my mom threw a surprise birthday party for me.

you were the first one to arrive, in a suit and tie, too.

he was an hour away, roaming the halls of a museum, admiring art with my best friend instead.

it's not hard to make a decision when you're standing right in front of me.

flushed cheeks, dark hair, and the scent of a little too much champagne sparkling off of your tongue as you say anything just to make me laugh.
DElizabeth
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DElizabeth  F/mi
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   Jeremy Betts
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