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Dec 2017
A warm breeze blows a warm greeting
Inhale, exhaust
Choke the way you did looking at your father's shoes
After the game
Magma runs over your feet but you think about those days
And say, "I'm not miserable"
Poppy Fields
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Poppy Fields  16/USA
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