Went to the grocery store this afternoon and saw a girl who looked awfully familiar.
In the checkout line I glanced over, she was already glancing over, a rhythm sorta developed from there, she seemed so familiar I guessed she was trying to remember, too.
After taking longer than it shoulda, when I glanced up after paying she was gone.
No bells are ringing ... so familiar, but still can't remember what's missing.
I think I recognized her from the donut room, the Fine Arts Building, Sunday mornings back at AC.
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