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Dec 2017
on the rainiest day

with his helm in my hand

the motor dropped in the bay

we raced to mainland

the pine needle raindrops

daggers to my eyes

I had to get home

but first pizza pies
AS Nilsen
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AS Nilsen  30/F/Lonelyville, NY
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