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Apr 2015
untitled
Sparrow
..............thoughts
...............................fli­t
among the rafters of my subconscious

Leaving
.................little
...................­......droppings
on the floor of my brain.
Conceptualcat
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Conceptualcat
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   ---, Oh Henry cried she and Arlo Disarray
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