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Feb 2015
Lawless,
Interrupted by the gentle swallow of night;
She danced a perfect circle in my head,
But when it was executed in form,
It was more oval.
Opal tinted tides came crashing thru my peripheral

And out of the corner of the universe
Sprouted a flower
I call my love
Bryce Perry
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Bryce Perry  20/M/Boston, MA
(20/M/Boston, MA)   
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