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Aug 2013
Essences
Interest
compound interest.
Collect my shoes
and walk
for miles.
Come across a clock
wave.
The birds sing.
but they have no vocal chords.
Wave back
faceless hands.
Oops.
emma joy
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emma joy  CT
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