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Feb 2014
Mood-stabilized eyes began to speak,
and I screamed up to that moon,
         "what's this you've done to me?"
I loved you on the day that you born,
and I'll love you till I'm clawing at the
woodwork and the worms.
Michael Jeffrey Wille
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Michael Jeffrey Wille  Elburn
(Elburn)   
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