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Nov 2013
Maybe you don't count the days
because you are in a hurry to escape
me, and for a while I was too, but I
wasn't afraid to look behind me
because my feet still moved
forward.
But it's been 126 days
and my name is
still the same.
(c) Brooke Otto 2013

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