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Nov 2015
This barren street at night
       Dust storms
Picking up the Autumn leaves
In cyclones
Decorations lingering
Halloween ghost
Hanging from a tree
The sensation of a witch
Being born at every
Hit of my cigarette
Wondering why more
   Other lost souls
Are not outside smoking
Cigarettes shaking in hoodies
That are too large
For them
Trying to solve this universe
Last night
Bows N' Arrows
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Bows N' Arrows  27/M/Mesa, Arizona
(27/M/Mesa, Arizona)   
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