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Emily
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30 July 2008

July #19

there's this girl
that I used to know
and now begin
to know again.

she and i were
new friends full
of warmth and lies,
hopes that died.

it's interesting to watch
us reform some nebula -
she is eager and i
i am wary.
Posted by Emily at 22:41
Labels: friends, katie, poem

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