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Jan 2014
I was kind of hoping you'd forget
I was kind of hoping you'd remember
I asked stephanie to double check your
birthday so I wouldn't forget, but yesterday
came and went without a single word from
you. It was only then that I realized I still
have a finger's hold on your shirt, a tiny
grasp on your pant leg, but to be sure,
this morning,
I didn't
anymore.
(c) Brooke Otto 2014
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