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Jan 2012
There's a pain in my back.
Moved my arm to touch you
and feel the clouded steam shovel
rip into what grounded me.
Roll over and save it for that rainy day
that may never ***.

That's funny cause i thought
you were so warm yesterday.
SoulSwirl
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