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Aug 2012
don't even know
can't
too soon
but maybe....
all is well
or acceptable
it's alright
for now
for later
not so bad
when things fall
together, apart
inevitables taking care of themselves
cells having souls
that's the goal
of all of us who'd like to believe
that cities are simply breathing rocks
Written by
Matalie Niller
296
   MaryJane Rebel
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