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I hear this song

and I remember

oh yeah

I'm supposed to write a poem for you to read

how bout instead

I tell you about my day

when i ran outside to my car

in the unbearable heat

and thought of you as I unlocked my door

Do you think of me

when you're doing those little, insignificant things

Songs

remind me of you

and then just as soon

I'm driving

and I wonder

are you driving too

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7-18-03

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i like it