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Jul 2012
In a place
Where the blood
Flows like wine
And the wine
Tastes of poison

Things seem so
Complicated
On the surface
But beneath
The thinned skins
Lies the stuff
Thats brings knees
To floors
John
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John  28/M/New York
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