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Apr 2017
sitting at mcdonald's
on the free wifi
sipping sweet tea
and reading
all the offerings here

a cold chill
bent me over

and I thought of
the new cold war
that threatens to ignite

and somewhere
comes the idea
that someone
is walking on my grave

it could well be
Emily B
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Emily B  45/F/Kentucky
(45/F/Kentucky)   
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