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 Oct 2013 Ann Beaver
JL
Untitled
 Oct 2013 Ann Beaver
JL
Untitled
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Feel that wind shift?
Old blood scent gets neck hair standin' up
**** drips in the chest of me
All tooth

What?
Howl Or bark the dark away
(God's music)
Licking wounds and licking wounds
Warm
Lone
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