February 2012
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Feb 27th
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but you were not even forbidden so how could you taste so sweet? the juice in the fruits of our labor spoiled this past winter so why am i still squeezing? to taste a rotten drizzle? a nostalgic bittersweet? to be greeted by a haunting reminder i was still this sad when i was still with you.
Feb 27th
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