9/4/05
My counselor...
Kelly, My Counselor
Kelly, you were the glue
that kept me together.
And then I moved away.
You should have used super-glue.
I want to go to someone else
in this new place,
but I'm afraid
they might think all my edges
are messed up with crazy-glue.
.
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