car shows for shadows by Barton D Smock

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Jul 2018

a mirror keeps leaving me in the same toy. smoking allows grief to imagine thirst. I have a mother; she misses yours. god

sees turtle, thinks mask.

Written by

Barton D Smock 48/M/Columbus, Ohio

(48/M/Columbus, Ohio)

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