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Oct 2017
always easy to hydroplane
the back roads

hungry for anything
hunted by the one assassin

torturing you
with illuminated leaves

every glow
  a haunted
sneeze away

from lift off.

Rainbow rain
  splattering lawn

jump into the pile
  of your best memory,

laugh it off

before the fury
  steals in

and

fists fly hard

and

cries go wild.
Styles 12
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