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Sep 2011
there's this place
on my arm that goes
"swish"
It's the bit without
nerves where
the metal lies.

if I was bionic
and my heart
were made of steel
I'd be indestructable

but
then I
wouldn't be able
to  feel.
Copyright 2011, FHW
F White
Written by
F White
745
   Julian Dorothea
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