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The August I Was 15

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We were 15 going on 30
with grown up words
black eyeliner and zits.

The galaxy rubbed against
the pads of fingertips.
sun kissed arms, grassed toes
Hands clasped tight.

No one was smarter than us.
No one was happier than us.
No one separated us.

then came September. . .

 

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