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Apr 2015
russian
taste me, oh, i taste like god—
upon your tongue and we spoke a new language,
together.
waiting for
that apple
to fall.
September
Written by
September  Victoria, BC
(Victoria, BC)   
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   ---, R Saba, Jack Chicago Dykstra and ---
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