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May 2017
I coughed on you

and you growled like the tectonic parting from which it came
the continent calling with a Hades ringtone


it was a fair trade
an amazing grumble percolated through my brain

and drenched my senses in
what I could only sense to be
a scented calligraphy
Written by
Vivian Grace  19/F/Norfolk, England
(19/F/Norfolk, England)   
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   WJ Thompson and JS Clark
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