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Nov 2014
Hic.
Hic.
Hiccup.

Dang it. They're back.
Hiccup.
Right when you least expect them.
Hiccup.

Let me hold my breath.
One Mississippi, Two Mississi-
Hiccup.
Nope.

You think someone could be missing me?
Hiccup.
You.

It can't be you.
I just gave up on the concept of us.
How would you know I gave up?
Did your soul sense my pain?

They're gone.
You are my cure for hiccups,
and more.
In my culture, you get the hiccups when someone misses you. If you are able to guess correctly, you hiccups are supposed to stop.
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