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Oct 2010
unseen to the naked eye
the imperfections
contained within
the structural damage
just beneath the skin
a lost boy
hidden by a toothy grin
confused, a slave to his dreams
his very own firing pin
© Dan Pramann. All Rights Reserved.
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Dan Pramann
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