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Apr 2013
Clear head clear cut,
although you mean
well most of the time,
it lost a certain zazz
with a hip hop iPod
consolation of fill-
osophy (fill me up!
I'm a black hole! A
void in the space-
time continuum! A
suave dance move
performed by drunk
tracers!)

a

heart
        ache

and a

    bottle
               of

                          nun.

           sip and dip.
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   ---, September and marina
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