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Jan 2016
Drag your teeth from my heart
I uttered.
Stemming the flow of gold you were
Please stop forcing such a clot
I will give you all the empty spaces
They are for you
Simply leave alone the flesh of the heart, it cannot be a dog's toy again.
R K Hodge
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