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Sep 2013
To fill my glass
necessitates I drink it.
When I turn the heater on,
I must wait to feel its warmth.
If I begin to write a poem,
I must continue to its completion.
If I load a gun and **** it
and **** on the barrel,
then I must follow through and pu
Victor Thorn
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Victor Thorn  Oklahoma
(Oklahoma)   
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