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Nov 2015
I see the divide now
how I'm set on fire
by the
ice
in your
eyes
and how they both destroy my
s k i n
& yet
they heal completely
different
and

that maybe
if
you ever wanted that
fever again
you'd call me
Julie Butler
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Julie Butler  CA
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   Ambika Jois and Cecil Miller
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