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Oct 2013
that weekend
i house-sat and
you spent the
night, i took
a picture of
you while
we were
laying in
bed and
I saw it
again
just
now
we had
this pliable
love about us
grown from
heartache
maybe
you only
did want one
thing or two or
three but in this
picture I know that
you loved
me.
(c)Brooke Otto 2013
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