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blindsided
we were walking
on a trail by the
woods on one of
those long, lazy
August evenings
and he said...
"I have something
to tell you."
"yes?"
"Im in love with
you."
I took my car keys
out of my pocket
and gouged out
both of my eyes
and replied...
"I just can't see it
happening my
dear...i just can't
see it happening."
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