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Mar 2013
the wicked dance of expectation
and one vs. the other is a lost
cause that loses itself in itself
as it's still within and without
through the same ******* highway;
the desert and the tundra aren't
separate worlds, they fade into
one another like the slow dance
you refused in 8th grade.
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   September, JM and marina
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