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Nov 2012
"this is our new thing"
you sigh as we lie on your bed
fully clothed on top of each other
on top of your down blanket.
you stuck needles in my arm
and i stuck needles in your arm
"we both deserve this"
i whisper into your eyelid
with cigarette breath
underneath four months
of hibernation teeth.
david badgerow
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david badgerow  29/M/Florida
(29/M/Florida)   
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