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Every other week In my little corner I secretly anticipate you when the time comes bringing in our gallons of water.. that I don't even drink any more yet I somehow perk up when I hear you're here for delivery your entrance... today I got the courage to ask "what do you do?" I found myself stuck looking at you I found myself stuck the longer our eyes met The longer our eyes met the more simple glue seemed to turn into seasoned hardened super glue, that had separation only when our nerves that kept us from speaking week after week started to show up by our bashfulness. I found out you work Mondays through Fridays My coworker pointed you out on