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Dec 2020
Like wallpaper;
Ragged and yellowed.

Old smoke stains
His teeth and lungs.
His insides peel

You pass him by,
But he knows things.

He and he waits and he knows things
ghost
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ghost  16/F/im lost
(16/F/im lost)   
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     ---, erica lynn and Jeremy Stacy
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