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  • When he got married we camped at a park near the celebration and after a long night of too many beers, we crossed the highway to get to Lake Superior. It was unseasonably hot for May, record breaking hot, and the water felt pure and good. The waves were too big for my wobbly, drunk legs and I kept falling into the water face first. And I thought, "I could drown."

    and if you don't love me, let me go.
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