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Jan 2014
Not even 6:00am,
a sun has climbed over hills,
ex-mountains of a thousand years ago.

sun rises, and the
*Melancholia *
right behind it.

your world,
teeter-tottering,
the sun you custom ordered
to warm chests,
well my body armor is
also custom ordered too,
gotcha,
it is
sun and
Sunday ~ Saturday resistant.
Nat Lipstadt
Written by
Nat Lipstadt  M/nyc
(M/nyc)   
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