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Jan 2015
nights like these when my
brain is really on full
pitch,
the words churning out of
me like
someone shaking
the caramelized crust out of
a sun-drenched
coke bottle.
another one without tags because i'm humble and have an empty head
ashe williams
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ashe williams  nashville
(nashville)   
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