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Apr 2014
Fork
I dropped a fork yesterday
And my mom said that meant someone's coming

I stopped a minute and thought of your name

But no one came
No one ever came
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     ---, the existential romanticist, Katerina Mercedes, ---, Jeremy Bean and 9 others
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