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Jun 01, 2002 17:41

this sinking feeling: i think i miss you.

and sleeping terribly late on sunday mornings:

it seems worthless now, it used to ground me.

i always thought i'd make pancakes in the morning,

but never did. there was, i think, one failed attempt:

i can't get them to be round.

i'm an idealist, i have to complete the circle.

i'm sorry, dear, i'm sorry: i didn't realize comfort

is a romance. there's charm in my coconut shampoo

sharing a shelf in the shower with your edge shaving cream.

gel, not cream.
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