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Nov 2012
That ******* phone call was like a 4 hour run through a storm
It will be intertwined with my demeanor for the remainder of this illustrious day
And each thread I wear is visibly stained
For the rest of this ****** day
You can see it on my hair dripping with angst
No one will speak to me, because I have so visibly been soaked already
Matt Kuhl
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Matt Kuhl  New Jersey
(New Jersey)   
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