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May 2012
Buried next to me,
your head soaking wet in the clouds
thrash it near and far
until it rains on my brains
splattered on the sidewalk
too far from the stars
Peyton Leigh Stille
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Peyton Leigh Stille  Minneapolis
(Minneapolis)   
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