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Oct 2015
naked I have cleaned the story of my own drowning

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father leaves his raincloud

mother
her trapdoor

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sometimes when my brother is near an apple

a body-bag
fit for a mouse
changes
color
Barton D Smock
Written by
Barton D Smock  48/M/Columbus, Ohio
(48/M/Columbus, Ohio)   
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