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Dec 2017
dripping in gold,
eye contact is fatal.
i think i am unable to relate,
amongst my interpersonal debate.
relax time,
contain my glow.
it’s warm in december,
the weather changes
   without snow.
Tyler Zuniga
Written by
Tyler Zuniga  23/M/Oklahoma
(23/M/Oklahoma)   
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