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Feb 2017
lamp, in the corner, of the floor
does the on and off
maybe kind of a *****
my stonesthrow
dead and friends
down and out
side broken homes
and store with their unique
hip soon again bores
throw a knot over the closet door
sling slip loose around my neck
swing for the fences
far and away and dig men trenched
and lamp stands flat foot
against the corner, on the floor
Written by
joe thorpe  36/M/cape cod
(36/M/cape cod)   
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