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Apr 2015
To me, you were like
cinema breath, that black and white
suspense. I hung on the lips, the chin,
the tongue
and craved the line

*"Why don't you come up sometime and see me?"
she done him wrong, 1933
vf
Written by
vf  ny
(ny)   
477
     ---, --- and KD Miller
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