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Nov 2012
Stuttering, muttering, fluttering
falling
      like
           a
****** woman
for being a thinker, a feeler, a knower, a croucher in the shadows
she gets ******, forever alone
a planet rotating without a sun.
Chelsea
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Chelsea
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