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Jan 2018
with gnarled tooth
and broken jaw,
it all gets stuck
in my ******’

with aching back
and twisted knee,
there’s little use
left of me.

the raven will come
and pluck my eye,
minutes after I
lie down
to die.



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JB Claywell
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JB Claywell  45/M/Missouri
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