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Apr 2015
I shiver
a wind could bowl me over
I shake
with anger and mistakes
I tremor
As you return me to sender
I quake
Waiting for you to forsake
A tremor
Some how just a crack
The size of st. Andreas
Ugh the anger
Autumn Whipple
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Autumn Whipple  sacramento . california
(sacramento . california)   
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