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Sep 2016
my eyes
tingle, and my lips
curve
my music...
the music -
shadowy slates
a cold surface damp
pixelated vibrations
i tend to ask too many questions
i'm told
i tend to ask too many questions
i know
mikev
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mikev  34R7H
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