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Jul 2012
to see the stalks keep needle at the child’s mid morn journey
to scarecrow

is enough. my fist leaves me like a coffee cup

set down. even the scissors

are ghosted.
Barton D Smock
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Barton D Smock  48/M/Columbus, Ohio
(48/M/Columbus, Ohio)   
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