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unlucky are the days; these keys no longer open doors. Pennies exchanged for emotions on the sleeves. loyalty poured unevenly; sitting here forever bewildered by the simplicity. questions on the faces; wind-chapped lips silenced the song, lyrics removed to unfamiliar places. stains on the rug from the colored wax, indiscreet; lost imaginations beneath these feet.
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david-w-jones
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Dec 10, 2013
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