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Jan 2019
I crave the danger
The danger craves me back
Hoists me up, but doesn't provide much slack
It snips and it snarls
And startles an audience expecting it
It bit and it bit
Chewed right through the skin
Burrowed on in
And slept there for days on end..
Bowedbranches
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Bowedbranches  26/F/TN, Usa
(26/F/TN, Usa)   
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   JaxSpade
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