Tonight, my dear friend actually got mad at me for "invading her privacy" by qustioning her inability to be a grown up, I mean her inability to pay her bills and have money left over for necessities. I wrote this poem (on the spur of the moment, so it isn't that great) and left it on her answering machine. (This is absurd. I need to terminate this
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Erica
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