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Feb 2017
the cry of blue siam
bit like houndstooth
through my irish skin
and when my ears
heard it true
i jumped
out from within
the blue i knew too well
but the cry was foreign to me
and my skin bled some color
i knew
as houndstooth broke my skin
Kevin
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Kevin  somewhere in jersey
(somewhere in jersey)   
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