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Mar 2013
I thought I could exchange
*** for love
Cat food for caviar
Knives for bullets
Nothing for everything.
The exchange rate isn't listed
And I've forgotten how
To kiss
To eat
To cut
To trade.
Ann Beaver
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Ann Beaver
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