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Apr 2012
Backwards on a chair
A visage sat and stared
Void of expression
Vacant to depression  
Seasons on his teeth
Tobacco in his lungs
A reservoir he seeks
To empty his mind and enter the sun.
Paul Rousseau
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Paul Rousseau
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