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I say, duh, like I’m a damn fool, and you say, damn, because one of the unchecked marks on my grocery list is the name of a girl I used to love. I say, damn, because I didn’t mean to write that. You say, duh, because of course I’m a damn fool for love that forever escapes me. I’m the guy who writes down ice cream and mistakenly purchases broccoli.
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