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Jan 2014
I barely half know you
but we've met before
haven't we?
my fingertips racing up your spine
your hand resting around my throat

when we woke up
I was in your arms
not like puzzle pieces
but like tangled telephone cords

when I woke up
you were gone again
that same person
I only half knew
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