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I saw your eyes for the first time in a year and for once my heart did not stutter yet I returned home and washed the sheets merely to rid myself of clutter.
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Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 11:05 PM UTC
the poem about friday
I saw your eyes for the first time in a year and for once my heart did not stutter yet I returned home and washed the sheets merely to rid myself of clutter.
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Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 11:05 PM UTC
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