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Nov 2014
i spend most nights at your house
we wake up every morning
the same buzzing ringing in my ears
it seems to come from the same place
but not a familiar place
and when you don’t answer it
we all understand
it’s just not time yet
it’s not time to make decisions like that
it’s not time to grow up.
for Jacob, written November  2012
Chloë Fuller
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Chloë Fuller  Philadelphia
(Philadelphia)   
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