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7d
I pull a face when I see it
pop up on my screen

Another innocent "How are you?"

I leave it unread
Deleted

Of course, he has no idea
that I never wish
to see nor
hear from him again,

lest I begin to tremble
again
Written by
lisagrace  28/F/New Zealand
(28/F/New Zealand)   
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