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2002-04-25 - 10:05 p.m.|Some more bad diaryland poetry If I were me I would tell you I don't need you But I want you And by the way Every time I see you Loping up my front walk It feels like Christmas And every time I kiss you It tastes like beer on the fourth of July But I found an old letter You wrote me ten years ago I didn't answer it until today You used to love me more Now I love you more And I love you too much To do anything but set you free Every time we say goodbye
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