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Jan 2014
we're perpendicular lines
stuck at the intersection
destined to go different ways,
being pulled apart by everything and everyone,
but somehow staying at 0,0
I actually just dreamed this and woke up to write it down. That's why it doesn't make much sense
Anna
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