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Oct 2014
hidden heart do tell
secret way of wonder
where one way branches

stand on a box corner
and shout believable

hear the sound of
death's last breath
eyes open assault

holding court announce
revolution speaks
a physical language

too poor for peace
hunger watches grumbling
a bed too cold to sleep
howling stars making story ... too loud to sleep i listen
miss pie
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