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I was kind of hoping you'd forget I was kind of hoping you'd remember I asked stephanie to double check your birthday so I wouldn't forget, but yesterday came and went without a single word from you. It was only then that I realized I still have a finger's hold on your shirt, a tiny grasp on your pant leg, but to be sure, this morning, I didn't anymore.
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Jan 23, 2014
Jan 23, 2014 at 9:40 AM UTC
New Mexican Vagabond.
I was kind of hoping you'd forget I was kind of hoping you'd remember I asked stephanie to double check your birthday so I wouldn't forget, but yesterday came and went without a single word from you. It was only then that I realized I still have a finger's hold on your shirt, a tiny grasp on your pant leg, but to be sure, this morning, I didn't anymore.
(c) Brooke Otto 2014
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Jan 23, 2014
Jan 23, 2014 at 9:40 AM UTC
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