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Tuesday, November 13, 2012

november thirteenth time

when you get older, there are more spices
and fewer balloons.
more comforters, and fewer forts.
more concerts, and fewer bees.

but i am uncertain as to whether
there are more maps, or fewer maps.
more decorations, or fewer decorations.

more kisses, or fewer kisses.
Posted by ChristinaBeasley at 8:44 PM

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