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"oatmeal sticks to your ribs, you know."
i remember your words at the grocery store, &hurried breakings of fast in the office.
&now i am left to ponder:
are these really the things that have harmed you? is that why you yelp, &squirm &tease me into patting your head every now &then?
does divorce really do that to pre-teen bones?
are you afraid of being a lone in the night?
i am observing you [three] to be sure. &oh! what an interesting sort!
why are these ideas suddenly so intriguing to my mothered&fathered heart?
is this what happens when you date a psychologist?!