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Dec 2013
I'm measuring the gap.
last month, it was four:
you swear if it gets closer, it's weird
the month before that was five:
this time we'd crack up and avoid eye contact
I don't think we even touched each
other in September.
But this month it's three.
and maybe, just maybe: your lips
will close the gap, and
touch


mine.
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   Amaranth Elk, Charlotte and MKJ
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