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Nov 2017
stepping thru it


stepping


gently

on it--


her hand
is cold-


and her lips are tight


blue emblem
in the crest.



speeding down the road -- your blue bug
is going
the limit

tight roap walker

dancerΒ Β to pay
the bills


i'm not one to judge
Jay earnest
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Jay earnest  30/M/Socal
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