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Oct 2012
Your feet are ****,
They'd say. 'Tis so.
And time is of the essence, quick.
Steal away a while.
Build study walls of callous scales
To drive away the spines and spires,
Of ***** worlds and friendly fires.
Breanne Johnson
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