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  • I know
    Where we started
    Seventeen
    full of ourselves
    and wild on the town
    A flock of us cruising in Kathy’s powder blue Chevy
    We descended on your parent’s house
    Raucous and ravenous as starlings
    ripped into a pack of mini donuts
    eyes too bright and wide powder sugar smiles
    yes, there in the kitchen’s stark fluorescent glare
    I tasted the grainy sweetness of cinnamon sugar on your lips.
    But it wasn’t until
    We reached the end
    Silent and apart
    that we began to learn to dance
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