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Mar 2014
I was listening
to my father
tell a story
about two men
with one
outfit
between them
when I noticed
my brother
had been touched
by sleep
and my father
saw him too
and began
a second
story
about the face
of a ghost
that had seen
a woman
undress
and both
stories
made me miss
my mom
for you
Barton D Smock
Written by
Barton D Smock  48/M/Columbus, Ohio
(48/M/Columbus, Ohio)   
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