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gesture,
gesture 1

The white crow of lost memory warns the wrong past. A baseball shrugs into my brother’s ribs. I fear Jesus, and weep for Adam. Make my knee in the ghost gold sea.
Barton D Smock
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Barton D Smock  48/M/Columbus, Ohio
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