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You spent nearly a year toiling over my love and I was cooking an omelet down in the kitchen just now when the coconut oil reached up and bit my hand, when I realized that maybe it was my turn maybe it is my turn. I am not quite so sure what It is that I deserve.
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Aug 20, 2013
Aug 20, 2013 at 1:17 PM UTC
duck, duck, brooke.
You spent nearly a year toiling over my love and I was cooking an omelet down in the kitchen just now when the coconut oil reached up and bit my hand, when I realized that maybe it was my turn maybe it is my turn. I am not quite so sure what It is that I deserve.
(c) Brooke Otto
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Aug 20, 2013
Aug 20, 2013 at 1:17 PM UTC
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