today. i wanted to ride the bus until it reached the end of the stops. then pay the fare again. and ride some more. but as i walked to the stop the snow stuck to my hair. i wonder if my dad remembers when my hair would have matched? i wanted to tell myself the tears freezing to my cheeks were because of the cold. i'm such a perfect liar. and i'm
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