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Aug 2013
It's cold outside even though it's summer,
That's why I can put my ear to the ground and hear you humming,
You only hum when you're staring down,
Because that's the only time I can look at you without sweating,
Or shaking,
Seismic me,
And your quiet dynamite
David
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