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Jan 2013
Push and Punt
I wander where you are heading,
punching above your weight?
Sometimes resolvent
with a leathered face
where's the forgiveness?
like a two way mirror
it stretches  both ways,
culpability I hear you opine,
when you kick the germane tin can,
if you had known the source
of your ails,
you'd have less of the turbulence
topaz oreilly
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topaz oreilly  england
(england)   
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   Donny Edward Klein and Sammi
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