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Sep 2018
She told me blood moons
Meant destruction
How funny as we seemed so inclined
I quit strumming
Just to comment on your legs
How they’d looked so good
But would look better over my shoulders
Eyes a flutter
Bitten lips
Back locked up
Frozen in time
With the moonlight
Razing our shadows
Just for the night
Vinnie Brown
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Vinnie Brown  Iowa
(Iowa)   
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   Edmund black
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