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Apr 2013
I can't write
And I can't love
I am not a friend
I am
In fact
Driving with one knee
Turning at 70
Smashing the keys with one hand
And ripping into an orange with the other
It's dark out, gotta get my vitamin d somehow
Mildred
Millican
Wellborn
Retreat
You are all the ******* same
Just take what's closest
There's nothing good about this
There is no ******* center stripe
Regine Howl
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