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Dec 2016
and the echo you called out
(we lied to ourselves the first six weeks;)
had the whole town irked;
(spending time in an alley's shadow)
an honest tongue only after you won.
(your sophomoric soul and my reflective streets.)
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Copyright 2016 Anthony Heatherly
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aj heatherly  23/M/Corvallis, OR, USA
(23/M/Corvallis, OR, USA)   
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