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Jun 2013
I have become a vapor.
I have become a hot haze.
The weatherman
knows me better than anyone
because I don't give
you copies of my brain
chemistry report
retort and contort
into this,
a vapor
Into me,
a vapor.
Disappearing act.
Ann Beaver
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Ann Beaver
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   Timothy, Nat Lipstadt, Chuck and JL
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