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Jan 2015
It all looks
   like sunrise
when drunk
   I see a full can
shimmer in
   the 60 watt
incandescent
    bulb
above my sink
   I rinse my *****
red eyes in.
     It seems like
all is special
       like I found
the end of a rainbow
   when I  have
five more dollars
    and food stamps
left
    or on the horizon
is the promise
      or a wink and sly
smile
    I believe or convince
me in *******
   hope
that it is real.
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memineI  here
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