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Dec 2013
i don't know what it is exactly,
to the human eye it looks like smoke,
or a shadow of someone that has gone off course,
it likes to sit in my nana's rocking chair,
and stare across the room at me,
it has a tendency to chuckle or groan,
but it has no mouth,
whatever it is:
it seems to have one move left,
and i have none.
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L  27/F/Boston
(27/F/Boston)   
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