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Feb 2019
What is universal is I am not;

a Starr born in violence,
a child of divorce.

I spit acetone on
our Da Vinci made
of pop Nail Polish.

I am not
a cigarette drag
on the fire escape,

I am
Camille's ***,
Zack's *****
in a Hydroflask
I'll dance alone with
in a strip mall of a city.

I'll dance alone
while a Starr dances with you

and I'll write dog ****
while a Starr writes
what is universal;

what I can not.
Willard
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Willard  19/M/Washington
(19/M/Washington)   
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