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my wordless

my disabled

 

he was licked

at birth

by a deer

 

-

 

as a writer, the writer

wrote to me

****

 

-

 

writers

 

-

 

have you ever

tried to give

 

a stomachache

 

 

-

 

to a shadow?

 

-

 

it is not all graph

 

not all

 

grief, not worth

 

-

 

one’s salt

 

-

 

to speak

for any

content

 

that demands

form

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barton-d-smock
50 / M / American
Published
Oct 21, 2015
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