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Sep 2018
you smelled fire in the suicide lane
the broken yellow line separated you from
you, street baking your carcass and filling passing cars
with that dank aroma of death
skunks
Written by
Matt Lancaster  25/Neither/guatemala
(25/Neither/guatemala)   
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