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Oct 2016
there are moments of collapse
bridges, space, and time between us
plenty of its black
it's alright you'll get your breath back in a second
your mother's gone, your father makes it home
your stomach shakes, keep down
there's not but one room in the house
your problems started here and this is where it ends
Blaine smith
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   Doug Potter and Bianca Reyes
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