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Sep 2016
***, make your face.

my father returned a clock
hair
fell from
a birthmark…

deaf as a housefire
my brother was *****
in two
tents, he pulled our mom

from a clown car
a tornado
died
in hell
Barton D Smock
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Barton D Smock  48/M/Columbus, Ohio
(48/M/Columbus, Ohio)   
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