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Mar 2013
You. Stupid shoulders and sideburns.
Turns
We take
To Make
Ways to harm
Charm
Your way into my mind
Only to leave me behind
Under folds of fabric.
Brick
Thick
Stick
Is your ooze to my brain
Crain your neck
Hold on, here is a check
To even out what I lack
Track
Back
Begin again.
Ann Beaver
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Ann Beaver
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   Emanuel Martinez
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