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Sep 2012
i drank
she smiled
i talked
we sank
i paused
she spoke
but then
she waned
the times
she feigned
you say
we sat
i thought
we stood
you glance
i smoke
we read
drink tea
touch skin
bare bone
and then
go home
and fall
with sleep
to night
Isiah Turner
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Isiah Turner
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