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Apr 5
is to beat it until it is dead
no matter how big it grows
a beat forths a beat

this is the education of need
and want
towards the door
committing treason upon the mind
of history in herstory
she must face nothing save a world
i am her poet, not her poetry
that is defined by all as concession
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kevin  44/M/california
(44/M/california)   
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