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Feb 2015
**** anyone that presumes to know how
I feel.
You *******.
You ****.
Smiling eyes. Bleeding tongue.

Blah blah blah -
Are you okay now?
You're okay, right?

How are things
How are you
Small talk
Small words,
And quick *****.

Because someone has to do it.
Circa 1994
Written by
Circa 1994  Florida
(Florida)   
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   Joseph Schneider
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