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The American Hangover
I woke up, and my ears were ringing like the Tell-Tale heart.
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Ring, ring, ringing like microphone
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Mar 28, 2013
The peach sits within reach
The peach sits within reach
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and for each their own to keep
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fuzzy fur and afternoon sleep.
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Next
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Mar 28, 2013
Lost and Found
Have we lost you?
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Your distant stare and shallow voice seem to
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find you elsewhere.
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Where else
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Jan 4, 2013
Communion
I held out my hands.
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I placed a drop of soap on each palm
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and took hold of my dirty spoon and wa
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Nov 8, 2012
Kansas dry
We drove on
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the air outside thick
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so hot you could taste it.
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The cornfields skeleton fingers o
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Nov 8, 2012
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