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Mar 2016
My bones are blue
Like silence in the night
Like broken jazz.

I am an empty street
In a cool Harlem night
I am an incestuous father
In a twisted rural world
I am an unopened book
In the biggest library

I am lonely
And I miss you.
Israel Baker
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Israel Baker  18/M/Indianapolis, IN
(18/M/Indianapolis, IN)   
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