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Aug 2012
Laughter is the sound of a flame
deep crimson take-out in
neat little white boxes

And fire is the flash of teeth at
the end of a sentence, speaking
with certainty as all language
fails again
Samuel
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Samuel  27/M/Fremont, CA
(27/M/Fremont, CA)   
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