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Dec 2015
secondhand

it smokes,

unashamed

floors settle

and i shake

heart pounds,

and voices quake

gilding, mildewing

american dream

small girl's neuroses

and bent family
i can hear them.
touka
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touka  23/F/Wilmington, NC
(23/F/Wilmington, NC)   
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     Woody, r, ---, --- and its gonna make sense
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