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Dec 2015
The way the lamp
glimmers light on to
human skin
is quite fascinating.
It's only a simple gradient;
but the coyotes call out
in the wooden,
hollow distance.
The deer knows better.
Now put the fulfillment out;
I see the sun flicker and
move slowly.
Sam Stone Grenier
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Sam Stone Grenier  25/M/Wisconsin
(25/M/Wisconsin)   
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