I kissed you with mittens on in a suburban tank gaurding against the sleet. I ducked out and felt like I was sliding into winter, onto the bus, why am I always the crazy girl with a bus transfer in her teeth and tears on her cheeks looking for something that isn't expired or foriegn.
I rolled home and wondered how much we need to know about the
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