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Shiny bottle caps,
stuck in the hard clay--
she was high school universe...
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- After Listening To Charles Simic1)Cannibals have y...
- On dreamy dust roads,surrounding a covered bridge,...
- To go this alone,with old drums andancient songbir...
- Twilight,your yellow-orange bruisessoftly darken...
- RebirthSo everybody say good morningwe all heard h...
- MoonieUptight white collar,argue with speeding riv...
- Seduce the wind, chime.Your dream is so fragilein ...
- Hibiscus,with flesh wounds,yet so achingly lovely-...
- Old man,rage at the mountain.Its shadow will too s...
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- Notes to myselfLittle doll,pinned thru and thrubut...
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