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May 2016
Something I Found Typed On Coffee Stained Paper Beneath My Futon.
The mice are howling
They are empty inside
Stagnant rivers
Dead oceans
My leaves are brittle
Incinerating instantly
May they burn inside
Forever.
Written by
Ray Suarez  San Pedro, CA
(San Pedro, CA)   
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   cgembry
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