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Jan 2014
words.
gently flowing from that ***** lips.
careful as a dollar, one by one.
those words
i believed.

drizzling slowly from that ***** lips.
Like shooting stars one by one.
those words,
all lies.
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   Nat Lipstadt, Basko, Weeping willow, --- and Timothy
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