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I want my ring back not the engagement ring but the one you wore around your kneck played with when you got bored kissed when it was on my hand   on second thought   keep it  
Rested your mop of hairOn piles and pilesOf poems old and newYour mouth running like a faucetNot yet digested meals and fluidsYour green apple chunksAnd what used to beA Reese's Peanut Buttercup 
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