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May 2016
4 am
How did I get here?
Awake at 4 am,
With the sound of jazz piano echoing through my brain.
The heat is thick on my skin.

That trance runs away with the bass.
It's 4 am so I wrote a poem. Woot!
Dara Slick
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Dara Slick  22/F/Savannah
(22/F/Savannah)   
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