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Nov 2013
Your ******* sad eyes and sad arms and sad body,
"can you take this cigarette a moment?"
so I grab it from between your sad lips
and your temporary teeth smile at me.

I held the cigarette between my fingers and I swear I could taste you-
your sweat, your lips, your sadness
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   Bilal Kaci, ---, mads and Tom McCone
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