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April 17, 2016 | by  | in Creative Writing | [ssba]

fiction

you

in a forest

and me, faithful

at my desk, always

and while the sun doesn’t

beat my brow like it does yours—

on a day like today, i still always wear

sunscreen even though i don’t go outside

but when i saw your face we sat and spoke

for a while in the sun and you said the dog

wasn’t yours, it was a friends i wanted to

take it home with me and i wanted

to keep talking to you but i got

scared i don’t know if you

realised cause you kept

asking more, you

always ask

more and

i always

run

[ssba]

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