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Jan 2015
If I would cut the parts off and trade them
the skin and lumps we push, and shove

Into new jeans
To shimmy, squeeze, jump and
jam
Run and jog and walk and skip
-the dessert and lunch

Cut it off and trade it
to someone who could use it

Not me
Not you
Slice it off- watch yourself go down
                                                            down­
                                                                ­      down
Or just cut it off and trade it
Raquel Burge
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Raquel Burge
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   Taylor Jayne, --- and Juneau
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