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Mar 2015
my dad would say,
I was found under a rock.
worse things have happened.
there's life down there
we forget to see,
important work
to us all.
so maybe I count all the more
because of my
*****
creepy
crawly
grunge-eating
tiny
wet
ugly
crowded
fight­-for-survival

origin.
I'd say
I came to life
prepared.
Dad, where did I come from?  "We found you under a rock."  Ha ha my dad really does love me, and I always knew it.  Listen to under a rock by Amy Hilton 4 #np on #SoundCloud
http://soundcloud.com/amy-hilton-4/under-a-rock
Amy H
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Amy H  45/F/United States of Abandon
(45/F/United States of Abandon)   
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