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Jun 2015
a baby screams because it doesn’t know that anything is wrong.  

the wind has no past.  

when my brother kicks, my mother says

hands off
he’s getting
a haircut.
Barton D Smock
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Barton D Smock  48/M/Columbus, Ohio
(48/M/Columbus, Ohio)   
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