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Nov 2017
He is double-sided
and speaks with a second tongue
There are legions of him
rising out from under stones
casting spells
to win you over
would-be plasticized trophy
He will bamboozle you
with the sweetness of his lips
He is no sir lancelot but
a shapeshifting
boogie man waiting to
kidnap you and
hang you on his wall
You have been warned.
Tanisha Jackland
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Tanisha Jackland  111/F/is still getting old.
(111/F/is still getting old.)   
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