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Apr 2016
hello to my shadow
sewn into my heel
witness to my late night rambles
and emotions in shambles.

i often ponder on what it may wonder
if you were my shadow for a year
how many curse words might you hear,
how many times would you sit
and hear me cry
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Nestoria LR  capitalism
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