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Sep 2013
Another night
filled with men
Wearing those eyes
that look,
the predatory one.
Staring-
gorging
on imaginary flesh;
but hey
that's why they pay me
And that's how
in a few more years
I won't be here.
Replaced-
with a younger model
Maybe even,
that I've trained
in my likeness
Zoe Lynne
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