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Oct 2012
You are sand.
You find a way into everything.
Everything
I touch.
Everything
I eat.
Everything
I see.
Everything is sand.
Keep your hands.
Worry about your own glass.
I'll be doing the same.
Waiting to be more like you.
Cardboard Grey
Written by
Cardboard Grey  Milwaukee WI
(Milwaukee WI)   
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   Taylor St Onge
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