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Jul 2012
I had it all.
Everything was brought to me
In the form of sharp wires
And cement.
I have stalked it
And traced it
And hunted it
In every relationship.
Because it takes a special
Something
To bring a real,
Heartbreaking
Kind of smile
Out of me.
J Klein
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