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Wednesday, November 30, 2011
One Hundred and Sixty Three
I can't help but think
you would know what I want.
If, somewhere along the way, we hadn't lost each other
if you hadn't stopped looking for me
if I hadn't dropped the white flag
You would be an immense help
right now.
You know me.
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