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Aug 20
Heat seeking souls

Under the table pickle dealings

Crisscrossed road scarred dry strangled useless and varicose

Mice never squeaked until the invention of the squeaking machine, which taught them everything they know

While the best of tender chickens
Laid down in those trenches
Old souls lost to lost causes
In mud mined by young blood
James Banks Worsham
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James Banks Worsham  34/M/NYC
(34/M/NYC)   
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