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Aug 2012
I.

you're cracking me up.
you are not cracking me up;
you have caulked my cracks.

II.

countries like play dough:
controlled by the hands that mold,
not mountains that fold.

III.

to those that marry,
happy anniversary!
enjoy your divorce.

IV.

then i had a dream
that my teeth were falling out,
how ******* cliche.
kilo
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