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Jan 26
In the grass, snakes lie
Fangs bared, ready to strike,
Slither over consciousness,
Turning strength weak,
As insidious thoughts do inside.
Cause man to pause,
As like a stone;
Movement defies
Hazy tรปphos hanging over the fields of your mind
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   JoJo Nguyen and Jeremy Betts
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