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Jul 2013
Just a small scrape
On the prefrontal cortex
Just a small ****
With prefrontal latex.
A maze learned latent
You always said I wasn't patient.
A black river
A moon shivering sliver
Of guiding yellow
Take every large thing
Burn it til it's mellow.
Ann Beaver
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Ann Beaver
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