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May 2016
He still sits there on the right
hand charred, blistered
His suit stained ****** from Freedom
his body suited with the black fog of Greed
words dripping, slobbering forth from his wretched maw
a caustic faucet of brown water
Found this from my sophomore year in high school
Christian Vaughn Imhof
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Christian Vaughn Imhof  Pittsburgh
(Pittsburgh)   
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