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Jul 2015
my mouth opened with like a catchers glove
and stopped a rat from running away home.
Nothing else was meant to be enjoyed more
then the vine i tossed away like a free walk.
Michael Parish
Written by
Michael Parish  Tacoma, washington
(Tacoma, washington)   
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