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Feb 2014
Pasted flyers
Busy streets
all account for
a part of me
This sinkhole society
but it’s still my own
Every cigarette ****
Every broken bottle
stain my jeans
my flesh
my teeth
and before we know it
we can’t even see
this sweet little town

                                         Home sweet home.
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SM  Ontario
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