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Aug 2013
onion ******
as a stress relief
salt from your holes
to salt the wound
you can't take yourself
too seriously
I can't take myself
anywhere without spilling some
salt

there's no carbon in salt
but I feel awfully human
and awfully awful
pass the salt down the
table and out the ****
window because unless I do
I'll be writing about
you forever
Dogfood Williams
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