last week i sat next to her and picked the grass from its soft muddy roots and twisted the strands between my fingers while looking down and up and down and up. making sure to look up with a smile. the corners of my mouth weighed 100lbs. and her eyes looked back with regretful honesty that pierced my heart to the deepest of its core. there is an
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sounds like me a few weeks ago.
you gots to tell me about dis face.
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where've you been?
i've called..
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