You're not doing alright.
You smile wider when you are angry. It scares people.
You are worried about our generation. You see our extremes.
You gave me a shortcut and saved my day.
You told me your passion and wanted me to go to the show.
You are keeping in touch for the first time.
You gave me extra whipped cream and a smile that showed your teeth.
You are missed.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
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