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Feb 10
There's no sleeping to be done
only a darkness that hollows out the dawn
a cold November flower
shattered and bruised
upon the lawn.
CA Guilfoyle
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CA Guilfoyle  F/Portland, OR -Tucson, AZ
(F/Portland, OR -Tucson, AZ)   
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