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Jan 2015
A little bit of death will occur in two days,
between enough hours to tell me that after
three nights (maybe even four)
I found a clasped hand and the grace of a man
who knew me not
merely a week ago

and one who will survive, a little death while longer,
beyond a great veil
of a sea, a prairie, and a prayer.
for a southern man
glass can
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glass can  San Francisco
(San Francisco)   
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   svdgrl
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