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Feb 2013
Disassembled me into your view
of some abstract art
The gallery would have went smoothly
if every actor played their part
you, yourself have tugged longly
at a fresh, rhythmic heart
even though you secured it onto my sleeve
you never did put me back like I was in the start
once I came apart
Written by
Nathan Machesky
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