Are you out there with your
soft hair and hair brush?
We sat by the creek but it was too loud to hear each other.
We walked arm in arm through meadows.
We rolled on carpets, cleaned nightly by men.
I loved your lisp
the last time I saw you, when i didn't know how to be proper.
It made you seem like an old friend, new.
did i ever tell you, i lost that little gold anchor at deep hole last summer? (practically cried, even though i still had the keys it fell off of)
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