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Jul 2011
Pound for pound.
Round for round.
Sight and sound.
Look what I've found.

Love and loss.
A stupid coin toss.
The air is the boss.
Our lives are the cost.

No one knows.
But everybody shows.
****** bows and heart-shaped arrows.
A blow to the head and a broken nose.

Running to the end.
Wonder who they're gonna send.
They never cared to lend.
Or to see if the pieces would mend.
John
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John  28/M/New York
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