it's her birthday again. I think. maybe. I wrote it down somewhere. flowers? wine? a big chunk of jewelry? a pound of chocolate? where is that note I wrote telling me when? it's her birthday again, I think.
these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real
experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
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