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Feb 2013
I wish it not
on my wort enemies.
Or a couple birds, a flock
that had been crippled with disease
In an attempt

Β Β to remove them

from their current misery.
The way that she treats me.
CM Vazquez
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CM Vazquez  Manhattan
(Manhattan)   
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