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you were the most comforting voice, when as a dad i had two kids and no mom, we talked and talked like i wasn't alone. things were so fast back then; y2k and worried about being a dad, not just a father... it's been a couple decades but that song came on out of the blue and someone mentioned a call interrupted. made me think of you. our conversations, the fun banter about art and politics and life, your peppermint skin and well, the time your roommate was dropping in back when we all had dial tone...
I'm sorry I broke our date. I didn't mean to leave you standing under the lights at the show, i mean at the bar upstairs, and ghost you. I'm still writing that book, if you want to read it. yeah, maybe i'm just high. I wish remember your perfume.
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