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Aug 2014
I'd let you turn me into a stream outside your house.
And you'd come over me, and I'd wet your morning mouth.
And you'd look into me, and I'd make you see
that I don't see anyone else.

And the sun would come. The sun would shine on us.
And the sun would be
just like us.
Ramona Argo
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Ramona Argo
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     Haejaer, r and Erenn
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