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Sep 2012
knights and *** holes-
engineers of our days
they are stupored little trains
can we get a round of applause
for all the little boys and girls
still brushing their teeth and bike chains
licking up snow from dumpsters
getting high on imagination-
that's what they're calling it these days-
my grandma once said
if it burns in the summer
it'll cry in the winter.
maybe she meant me.
Written by
Matalie Niller
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   Nick Durbin, --- and ---
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