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Mar 2013
there are weeds in the front garden
bundles of flowers turning brown on your bed
the imprint of your back filled out within the month
but the dust between your vertebrae never quite clears
& i've been sick twice trying to empty your fridge
we've got it all wrong again
ns ezra
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ns ezra  scotland
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