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Jul 2019
The sun burns my back
as the pavement burns my feet
shoeless and sockless
running down the street
I refuse to put them on
though my soles are bright and red
Shove **** between my toes?
I'd much rather be dead.
thats all there is to say on the matter
Luna
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Luna  16/F
(16/F)   
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   Ray Dunn
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