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Jan 2014
cry in the meadow to
let the lighting bugs
catch your tears
selfless as they are,
knowing the salty manifestations
of those demons climbing up your throat
will put their lights out,
just like it did to you.
Nameless
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Nameless
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   Daniel Samuelson
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