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Mar 2014
I left the light on
when I first went with you to the store
the aroma of dough and your perfume
was as angelic as when we ate food
while we lounged around on the internet
in your wicked grimy basement.

I chased you around Wilton
and I swear there was nothing wilted in that town
all because of you.
We explored the grass field in front of the school,
and dumpster dived behind

We walked hand in hand
two miles to the waterfall
just to realize that we couldn’t actually swim there

You ate your chicken pressed up against cucumbers
I ate everything with gallons of ketchup
You ate your food chopped into small bites with sandwich meat
and I find that absolutely adorable
Matthew Rousseau
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Matthew Rousseau  22/M/Massachusetts
(22/M/Massachusetts)   
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