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Sep 2011
You look better
When you're smiling
Doors of ivory hide unease

Your smile looks better
When your spiraling
Down down chutes of self appease

And I look better
When you're defiling
All the things that live to please.
Robyn Kekacs
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Robyn Kekacs
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