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Feb 2019
temper unreliable
as the midwest weather
nights spent talking to the trees certain
as the dirt on your father’s grave
and god is his dampened smile
when he tells you he doesn’t trim his eyebrows anymore
because you told him you liked them wild
how many enigmas can dance on the
end of your cigarette
before sunrise
Written by
m daly  F/United States
(F/United States)   
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       Zoe Mei, Fawn, Em MacKenzie, Jason James, m daly and 1 other
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