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Loves
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handwriting
I still curve my g's the way my first grade teacher taught me. I'm sure you do too.
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My ex
I will admit I loved him
All his flaws disappeared
The weird way he grinned
His work-worn hands
The smell of sawdust and woods
In every particle of skin
He was the only thing I could think of
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Summer Haiku
Sunkissed and smiling
Smelling the fresh salty air
I know summer's here
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