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Apr 2015
Stained on my arms as I lay along you. Thoughts fought their way into my mouth. And now out upon you. Fingers clench my face, I forget you. I've held thousands of maps  for you, they have endured the long before, the once was truth
Massi Lee
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Massi Lee  Brooklyn
(Brooklyn)   
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   Julie Butler and Cecil Miller
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