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Apr 2010
Untouched snow calls!
Cold world claimed by the bold.
My dog stares mournfully.

Please, are you my sun?
Questions from the Moon and I.
Sleepily "I miss you".

Little asteroids,
accumulate noiselessly,
in the dark of space.

Rough road rage ahead!
I'm suing the pants off you,
spinal injury.

Creepy older boy.
Why is it you stare at me?
Am I pretty to you?
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