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Feb 2016
The toilet is running
On the same sort of necessary apathy
That keeps my youth fixed in the weekend,
My tooth chipped, and sockets
With broken bulbs
There is no value on
In deliberate art
Richard j Heby
Written by
Richard j Heby  new york city
(new york city)   
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