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Feb 2015
I have what is called my father’s face.  my son has a hand because my son holds a stone.  the mother stomps her feet in the name of the holy ghost known for running the orphanage into the ground.  the sister sees god but does not see god shove a dead bird down her brother’s pants.  the brother believes in god so god will cure him.  sitting on this swing has made me fat.
Barton D Smock
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Barton D Smock  48/M/Columbus, Ohio
(48/M/Columbus, Ohio)   
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