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Dec 2014
Hear it in your parents' words;
in their sugar-coated testimony of disappointment
and let it
writhe around your neck,
until the ground neath you
slips.

(For your own sake,
don't struggle.)
The first realization of my seventeenth year of life.
rained-on parade
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rained-on parade  Sheffield, England
(Sheffield, England)   
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