2005

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one day, you told me you had a dream about me. 

You had this infectious grin & i was vulnerable to it.

we were both six. you told me it was you. you broke the fence.


you broke the fence because you couldn't stand to climb over it every time you saw me. 

you said someone shouldn't have fences up if they want to let someone in. 







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