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Sep 2013
Someday, someone might find my poetry
And they'll quote me
To me
And I will tell them they are wrong
But you said it here, they say
And they'll point down at the page of my writing
Sorry, I'll say, I couldn't have written it
I sold my hands to buy cigars
Then I'll light a match
And walk away
Jared Eli
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Jared Eli  California
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