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Dec 2013
If I secretly wanted to explode
Would you tell somebody?

Pass center-left
We're strangers now
Happiness?
Not really
Contentment?
Maybe.
I can't help but feel we're better off
No we...
You
Me
Separate entities

Backside volley
To the side of the valley
Favorite my tweet
And I'll flip-flop my meat
Meet me at the grocer's
Five-dollar Tuesdays
Make sure it's ******.
Unapparent Appalachians
I spelled it wrong initially

Thought-o-sphere
To drivel near.
I got stuff to do.
I got stuff to do.
I got stuff to do.

Just touch me,
Somebody.
M Clement
Written by
M Clement  Oregon
(Oregon)   
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   spacedrunk and August
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